Chapter Seventy-Nine: Poisoning
Han Fenglan thought for a moment and took a step forward: "Senior sister, you better go and have a look." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”
"Senior brother?" Yi Che was surprised, looked at Han Fenglan's sincere eyes, and lowered his eyes, "Why did Senior Brother say that?" ”
"This spirit beast came to you, it can only mean that that person is near here, and ......" Han Fenglan said halfway, his eyes drifting into the distance.
Yi Che looked at the sky with the gaze of the cold wind lan.
The sun is setting, and the sunset is like fire. Nothing else. Turning her head to look at Han Feng Lan, she dared to guarantee that Han Feng Lan was more eye-catching than any beautiful scenery in the Spirit Void Realm.
He just stood there like that. The white clothes are like immortals, transcendent and earthly. It's already a rare beauty on earth. But in the eyes that are usually light and breezy, I don't know whether it is dyed by the sunset or the illusion of Yiche, I always feel that there is indescribable pain in the words that Han Fenglan has not finished.
Looking at such a cold wind Lan, Yi Che felt strange. Han Feng Lan is obviously an existence that people look up to in the entire Spirit Void Realm, but she always inadvertently exudes a melancholy temperament. Melancholy can't exist in a person like Han Fenglan.
Under the persuasion of Han Fenglan, Yi Che finally nodded slowly. The moment Jin Yu saw Yi Che nodding, the golden beak raised its head to the sky and let out a long roar, scaring many birds in the forest. The entire body seemed to grow larger, and the long shadow covered the entire spirit boat of Han Feng Lan.
Yi Che's whole person jumped lightly, and Jin Yu swooped down and grabbed Yi Che with his mouth and threw it at himself.
Yi Che's whole face was in the feathers, and the wind whistled in his ears.
Rao is Han Fenglan has seen a lot of cherished spirit beasts, but the prototype of the golden feather still surprised him slightly.
The golden feathers of the whole body look more beautiful and moving under the reflection of the sunset; The perfect curvature of the body has a kind of dazzling that people will never forget.
It flew into the distance with Yiche, but in the blink of an eye, it was out of sight.
"Young Sect Master?" Duan Jianzhi was a little puzzled, did they have to wait for Yi Che to come back? What a troublesome creature.
As if knowing what Duan Jianzhi was thinking, Han Fenglan boarded the spirit boat with a dashing figure: "Let's go back to Tianyun Sect first, we don't have to wait for her." ”
Duan Jianzhi looked at the peerless young sect master, although he felt a little strange in his heart, but it was best to return to the sect earlier. Without further ado, let's go directly to the spirit boat.
The spirit boat flew eastward, in the opposite direction of the direction that Yi Che had just left.
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Yi Che didn't expect to meet Yan Mosui again with such a attitude.
A dark cave, a faint firewood.
He just lay there like that, and although there were no scars or signs of a fight all over his body, his pale face and weak breathing explained everything.
As if sensing something, Yan Mosui's eyes moved.
Yi Che watched his eyelashes tremble slightly, as if his heart was also skipping. Then those star-like eyes looked at him.
With a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked at the golden feather on Yi Che's head: "Why did you find her?" ”
"Master!" Jin Yu threw herself into Yan Mosui's arms, "I followed the breath of feathers to find this girl nearby, she will definitely be able to save her master." ”
"Ahem." Jin Yu fluttered too enthusiastically, touching the wound, and Yan Mosu frowned uncomfortably. Looking at Yi Che who was standing there motionless, "I'll let Jin Yu send you back." ”
Jin Yu didn't have time to refute, but Yi Che stepped forward directly. grabbed Yan Mosui's wrist: "It's all here, what are you going to do." A trace of spiritual power probed into it, and felt it quietly.
Yan Moyu saw Yi Che's movements, lowered his eyes, and the two of them could clearly hear each other's breathing directly. The sound of firewood crackling dotted the room.
Yi Che didn't move for too long, Yan Mosui raised his eyes to look at her, and he was a little dissatisfied when he saw it.
Although the first time I saw her wearing clothes other than blue, the white clothes would generally have a sense of detachment, but the white clothes on Yi Che's body, the materials and workmanship were very ordinary. And it was covered with dried blood and traces of dirt. What he cared about the most was the gauze on his right arm and left abdomen, looking at the state of the gauze binding, Yan Mosui knew that it was not tied by Yi Che himself.
"How many people was Yi Che with at the time? Male or female? Yan Mosui and Jin Yu transmitted the sound, so Yi Che didn't notice anything unusual.
"Two men. An initial stage of smoke dissipation, and an initial stage of condensation. Jin Yu didn't understand why Yan Mosui suddenly asked this question, but he still answered truthfully.
"Two? Male! A storm blew in Yan Moxi's heart, and before he could release it, Yi Che's warm fingertips had already left his wrist. Yi Che stood too violently, his eyes were pitch black, and his body shook a little.
Seeing this, Yan Mosui felt a spiritual power in his fingertips surging towards Yi Che.
Jin Yu probed the spiritual power and thought that Yan Mosui was helping Yi Che to stand firm, but he saw Yi Che falling straight towards his master.
The moment Yi Che fell, Jin Yu obviously saw Yan Moyu's brows twitch faintly, obviously hitting the wound, but what was the happy expression on the face of the meat pad?
Yi Che smelled the fragrance of herbs on Yan Mosui's body, and the smell was so good that Yi Che was reluctant to leave. His head rested on Yan Moxi's chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat. Yan Mosui saw Yi Che lying on top of him obediently, smiled lowly, and stroked her head with his hand, like the feathers of a golden feather, touching it all at once. With Yan Moxuan's laughter, the place where Yi Che's head rested gently vibrated lightly......
In a trance, Yi Che suddenly recalled his obviously painful expression when Jin Yu pounced on Yan Mosu.
And he is obviously bigger than Jin Yu!
Hurriedly got up from Yan Mosui's body. Stand up seriously: "Maybe I lost too much blood before, so my head is a little dizzy. He pursed his lips and said with some caution, "You weren't broken, were you?" ”
Yan Mosui didn't answer Yi Che's question, but looked at Yi Che and pointed to the injury on her right arm, showing no concern on her face, but only he knew what was going on in his heart, "Who injured you?" ”
"Well, that guy is dead."
"Oh." Yan Mosui nodded, "It's dead." ”
Yi Che nodded, but his mind was not on himself, thinking about the strange spiritual power fluctuations in Yan Mosu's body, and pondered for a moment, "Do you know that you have been poisoned." ”
"Yes, I know." Yan Moyu bowed his head slightly, without any panic on his face, obviously knowing that he had been poisoned.
"What the hell is going on? Actually pushed you to the nether? Yi Che couldn't help but be curious.
Yan Mosu's head hung down slightly, because of the angle problem, Yi Che couldn't see Yan Mosu's lips squirm a few times, and it seemed that he wanted to speak several times. Yi Che saw that Yan Mosui didn't speak, thinking that he had touched some secrets in the upper realm, and didn't ask any further.