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The people in the blue pool should have fled, Gao Yuan followed and chased them out, and Mu Liuyun was anxiously shouting in her ear to wake her up.

Then she felt her body being picked up and placed on the soft bed, and after a while, a few hurried steps walked in, and after a check on her, she helplessly said that there was nothing she could do.

The injury she made herself, she naturally knew that ordinary doctors could not cure it, and this kind of injury, except for herself, was only wind and clouds.

During this period, Mu Liuyun kept holding her in her arms, and she could even feel his body trembling slightly, some hot liquid sliding down her neck, and his constant call with a trilling voice in her ears.

Her heart ached, and she almost wanted to answer, but unfortunately this time she really didn't have the strength, she could feel her thinking gradually becoming slow and sluggish, something in her brain was slowly withdrawing, and finally, she fell into chaos and darkness completely.

Mu Liuyun's face was extremely penetrating, and he glanced at the imperial doctor who was kneeling on the ground, and only said the word 'roll', and the old men ran out tremblingly, and there was only a leaky ticking sound in the room.

Mu Liuyun hugged the woman in his arms, but he didn't dare to exert his strength in his hands, his eyes stared at her pale face for a moment, and his heart was tormented alternately with self-blame and despair.

The bead curtain jingled, the small window moved slightly, Mu Liuyun raised his head excitedly, and a man dressed in frost and silver threads appeared in front of the bed.

"Master!" He screamed at once.

"Save my sister."

Not daring to delay for a moment, Feng Qingyun took the pulse, and while examining the wound, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He continued to check quietly, half loud, gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, stood up and began to prepare to draw the knife.

Mu Liuyun was anxious, and hurriedly asked, "How is the situation of the junior sister?" ”

Feng Qingyun continued to move in his hand without raising his head, and said coldly: "The delay is too long, if she doesn't pull out the knife again, she will die." ”

Mu Liuyun's heart seemed to have been hit hard by a heavy hammer, her face turned pale with fright, and she didn't speak immediately, fixed her body, and waited for Feng Qingyun to draw the knife.

Pulse protection, knife drawing, hemostasis, medicine, bandaging.

After all this, the sky has begun to whiten.

Feng Qingyun listened carefully to her pulse and made sure that it was normal, so she covered the quilt for her, turned around and walked out of the door.

In the small courtyard, Feng Qingyun was dressed in a cyan robe, standing under a begonia tree with his hands in his hands, begonia petals flew down from the branches, and a few pieces hit the man's shoulders, dancing between the silver hair.

Mu Liuyun walked behind him, and before he could speak, Feng Qingyun turned around and slapped him the chest.

Mu Liuyun withdrew his protection the moment he took out his palm, yes, this palm hit him without any hindrance at all, his body was thrown out nearly a zhang, his chest was chaotic, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Feng Qingyun walked up to Mu Liuyun, who was struggling to stand up, and her voice seemed to be squeezed out between her teeth, "Sealed her internal strength and cut off her poison technique, you are really her good senior brother, this is your love?" You keep saying that you want to give her the best in the world, a deadly sword, and that's what you gave her? ”

Mu Liuyun wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth casually, and the boundless guilt and pain in his eyes, "Liuyun knows his mistake, please punish Master." As long as I can make my sister better, I can do anything. ”

"Master, is my sister's life still in danger now?"

Feng Qingyun stared at him coldly for a while, "If you can wake up, you don't have to worry, if you can't wake up, Liuyun, do you know what this means?" ”

Mu Liuyun's bloodshot pupils shrank, his face turned pale, Feng Qingyun was speechless for a while, worried about Shen Qing's situation, and turned around and entered the room with a cold face.

Shen Qing's consciousness was revived in a burst of thirst, and the surroundings were quiet, and she wanted to raise her eyes, but her eyelids were extremely heavy.

She could feel a very familiar and intimate aura around her, and the man was helping her soak her lips with a wet handkerchief, and she felt a burst of joy in her heart, Master, you are finally here.

Her thick and curly eyelashes quivered, and then she finally opened her eyes, and Feng Qingyun's evil and slightly tired face appeared in her eyes.

She instantly wet her eyes and looked at him speechless.

Feng Qingyun saw her open her eyes, her face was happy, and then she saw her in tears, and immediately panicked, lowered her head, and didn't know how to appease her, in her memory, she had never seen her cry.

Mu Liuyun at the door saw her wake up, and she was about to go in an arrow step, and then she remembered something, stopped her steps, and only looked at her with worried eyes.

At this time, the junior sister should hate him.

Shen Qing stretched out his arms and wrapped them around Feng Qingyun's neck, and when he saw him, countless grievances came to his heart, and he shouted in a choked voice: "Master! ”

Feng Qingyun hugged her head in distress, and pressed her back to the bed while agreeing, "Your wound is not healed yet, don't move." ”

Two drops of water instantly rolled out of the corners of her eyes, and her misty eyes were nailed straight to his face, "Master, take me away, I don't want to be here." ”

He took a handkerchief to help her wipe the water from the corners of her eyes, and comforted: "Wait for two days, and we'll leave when your wounds are better." ”

Shen Qing shook his head, still looking at him with Chu Chu's mournful gaze, "Let's go now." ”

Feng Qingyun straightened up, sighed helplessly, glanced at Mu Liuyun behind him, turned around and lifted the quilt, and carefully picked her up.

She obediently put her arms around his neck and silently buried her face in his neck socket, her silver hair covering her face.

Feng Qingyun hugged her and walked to the door, her steps were a pause, Shen Qing just quietly lay on his shoulder, and had no intention of raising his head.

Feng Qingyun glanced at Mu Liuyun, who was sad at the door, and walked out without saying a word.

He could feel the despair and sadness on Mu Liuyun's body, and the words he wanted to say but couldn't say, but what else could he do if the matter had come to this?

Mu Liuyun stood at the gate of Zichen Palace, watching the two leave, his eyes were lonely.

She didn't want to see him, he knew.

The sound of the night wind hunted and blew his dark purple robe.

The woman he had been in love with for ten years left him on a night close to the full moon, "Do you want to persecute her again?" His voice was almost murmuring, and he pulled the corners of his lips, as if he wanted to laugh, but something hot welled up in his eyes.

"Senior sister, I'm sorry!"

North Mu Imperial City Lin'an, Anqiao Inn.

Lian Mo woke up faintly, glanced at the house, and was not surprised when he saw Lian Xiang: "How long have I been sleeping?" ”

"Just two days and two nights." Bai Mu bent down to help him get up, half lying at the head of the bed, and poured another cup of tea to help him drink.

"Thank you." He knew that if Lian Xiang hadn't come to the rescue, it was hard to say whether he would have lived, he could feel a strange internal force in his body, which didn't belong to him, I was afraid that he had given up half of Lian Xiang's internal force to protect it, and he secretly remembered this love in his heart.

The injury from the cliff last time, he knew how heavy it was, but thanks to Shen Qing's medical skills, it was only stabilized.

Thinking of Shen Qing, he felt a pain in his heart, and it was inconvenient to show it, so he had to suppress it stiffly, suppressing the urge to go to the Beimu Palace to find her soon, and changed the topic and asked, "By the way, how is the matter of the fog shadow investigated?" ”

"It's the Blue Pool." No surprises. (To be continued.) )