And this lonely wound still did not regain consciousness, his brows furrowed slightly, his face was very pale, and even his lips were not bloody. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Yaxi took off the coat of the lonely wound with a very gentle movement, and found a big coat from the space to cover him.

In fact, she can also directly use spiritual power to help him dry his clothes, but the restrictions on spiritual power here are too terrible, and Yaxi needs to leave spiritual power to deal with things for a while. Fortunately, this big dazon is not ordinary, and Yaxi will receive it in the space, also because it will heat up on its own, so as to maintain the wearer's body temperature.

And this is still prepared for Yaxi by a lonely injury, and Yaxi has not reached the level where she can resist the cold before. So staying on that high mountain, Yaxi can always feel cold.

It is not the most heartless place than anywhere else, let alone a stove for heating, not even a single piece of firewood. During that time, Yaxi always stayed in the house and didn't go out. Later, the lone wound found out, so he used a lot of money to find this.

Although I thought about it a lot, it was actually a momentary time, and soon after I covered the big hat, my lonely face was much better. Yaxi simply checked the condition of the lonely injury and found that there was nothing wrong with him, but his body was relatively weak after being sealed with meridians.

Ah-hee breathed a sigh of relief, but she had expected this before. Because of this, she chose to rescue the day before. Qingxuanmen is also a decent family no matter how it is said, and it is ready to be executed publicly, if the lonely injury is really tortured, then Qingxuanmen's own face will not be too good-looking.

She first lifted the sealed meridians of the lonely injury according to the secret method, and when his spiritual power began to swim away in his body, Yaxi took out the condensing pill that the seven elders gave her before and fed it to the lonely injury.

The cold here is indeed not as cold as outside, and even if Yaxi is already a distracted cultivator, he feels that the cold is overwhelming. And the water here seems to be absorbing her spiritual power, although the speed is not fast, but Yaxi still notices.

"Lonely Wound...... Lonely Hurt ......" The eyelashes of the person who had been unconscious moved, Yaxi was overjoyed, and hurriedly shouted a few words softly.

"Peng." There was a slight explosion outside, and Yaxi sensed it with her spiritual sense and found that the group of people had gone down into the water.

"Hmm......" Hearing the voice of the person in his arms, Yaxi hurriedly looked down.

Lone Wound finally regained consciousness, and he opened his eyes with some confusion. When he saw someone in front of him, his gaze suddenly became extremely sharp.

But the next moment, he found out that it was Yaxi. He moved his lips and said with difficulty, "Why are you here?" His voice was hoarse, barely audible as it had been.

"I'm looking for you." Seeing that he finally woke up, Yaxi also breathed a sigh of relief. She reached out and straightened the broken hair around her ear, and her voice was very gentle.

The lonely wound who has just woken up has some sluggish reactions. He frowned tightly, but looked at Yaxi for a long time without speaking. The lonely hurt wanted to speak a few times, but it still made Yaxi purse her lips and show a smile: "I'm here now, it's too late for you to say anything." Let's think about how to escape. ”

Before she could finish speaking, another explosion sounded outside. This time the voice was unusual, and Yaxi subconsciously turned her head to look over. She had just wanted to use her spiritual sense to investigate the situation.

The next moment, an even louder explosion came, so loud that it seemed that space was shaking. The passage that had just come over suddenly collapsed, and then there was the wall, and between the lightning and flint, everything was turned upside down.

"Be careful!" The last voice Yaxi heard was the roar of a lonely wound. In the last moments of her consciousness, she felt herself crushed under her lone wound, and there seemed to be warm liquid dripping onto her face.

"Childe, don't wait. Girl, she's already ......," the servant in coarse cloth clothes looked at the drunken brocade man in front of him, and said cautiously.

"I know." The man poured another sip of wine into his mouth, his voice so low that he could barely hear his emotions, "I'll sit down for a while, and you can go." ”

"Yes." The servant hesitated for a moment, but finally answered, and then bowed and left.

"What, Childe still refuses to leave the broken bridge? As soon as the servant left, a girl with a pair of sideburns immediately greeted her. Seeing her ask, the servant turned to look at the man again, then shook his head worriedly.

"But......" the girl's eyes suddenly filled with tears, and there was a cry in her voice, "But, my young lady has been gone for three years. When will Childe come out......" At this point, the girl was already crying and couldn't speak.

"Don't cry...... the servant in coarse cloth frowned tightly, looking at the girl's eyes with some distress, but the tone was vicious, "You are not too, it's been three years, but as long as you mention it, you are allowed to cry!" ”

"You still say!" The girl pushed the person in front of her hard and began to cry. She cried and said intermittently, "My young lady waited for him...... Waited for him for seven years...... Why is he! Why didn't he come back! ”

The girl seemed to be even more annoyed as she spoke, she touched the tears on her face, reached out and grabbed the servant's collar, and her voice became sharp: "Since I followed the young lady, my young lady has to come here every day, and she has to take care of the flowers here every day. The wind and rain never stopped, even ......"

She choked up, almost unable to continue. She paused for a moment before continuing to speak: "My young lady must come to see it even when she is so sick that she vomits blood." But, your master! Her voice suddenly rose to a height, sharp to the point of being a little harsh

"He, why won't he come back! The young lady was still thinking about it even when she was dying, but how could he not come back, how could he be so ruthless......" At the end, the girl was almost yelling.

"Right...... I'm sorry......" The servant was startled by her crazy look, and he lowered his head and apologized in a whisper.

"Let him tell Miss to go!" The girl shoved him hard, then turned and ran.

The servant was defenseless for a moment and was pushed to the ground. He looked up at the back of the girl running away, and there was a faint distress in his eyes. Although she said that Childe couldn't let it go, where did she put it down.

He knew that she was bitter in her heart, and he knew that the young lady was very good to her. But it's been three years, and as long as Miss is mentioned a little in these three years, she will collapse. When will this be the end?

There is also his own son-in-law, although he has never cried, but when he comes back, he often falls drunk on the side of the broken bridge. He felt that his master's heart must be even more bitter. (To be continued.) )