Chapter 43: A Bizarre Injury
The courtyard was instantly filled with the fragrance of flowers, and Shaman, dressed in a pink gauze robe, stood in the darkness prettyly, twisting his handkerchief and laughing coquettishly: "I always thought that the demon clan was dead, but I didn't expect to meet the demon master in this small Qingyun Town." β
The woman in black was stunned for a moment, and retorted coldly, "I don't understand what you say!" β
Shaman pointed his hand and tapped his forehead, "If you want to chase again, be careful of your identity being exposed!" β
The woman in black hurriedly gathered her mind and quickly suppressed the demonic qi rising in her chest. On the white forehead, the black marks quickly disappeared, and only the eyes were still full of evil energy. The woman in black flicked her wrist, and her dark green long gong let out a low hum, "You don't seem to be worried that I'm going to kill you!" β
Shaman glanced at the long sword, she didn't know this kind of weapon, but the demonic power exuded by the other party just now was extremely strong, even if it was not the legendary Demon Venerable Ji Luo, it must be a person with a prominent position among the demon clan. Shaman knew that he was not her opponent, and immediately said in a coquettish voice: "You know the hatred between me and Mao Qing best, do you think that I will go to tell the truth." Besides, I don't even know what you look like, so what are you worried about? β
The woman in black looked at her coldly, and said with a smile for a moment: "I like to work with smart people the most, but I don't like people who are too smart. You let me let you go, you can, go to the hut, and scatter the man's soul, and I will forget what you stop me today. β
Shaman was stunned for a moment, and then reluctantly smiled: "This snake demon's husband is dead, how can she be used for you?" β
The woman in black glanced at Fang Ruo, who had passed out on the ground, and giggled. "Don't you know that hate is more powerful than love?"
The woman in black saw that Shaman had not arrived for a long time, and the long mace in her hand slowly turned again. "I've always felt that such a peach blossom forest is really a bit of an eyesore. If it weren't for the sake of covering people's ears and eyes, I really couldn't stand it! β
Shaman pursed the corners of his mouth, and the lotus step moved slightly. The woman in black didn't seem to be worried about the other party's disobedience, the wound on her arm tore the nerves, which made the bloodthirsty nature that had been silent for thousands of years instantly break free from the confinement, she needed catharsis, and she needed to kill all these factors that exposed herself. The woman in black looked at the few beams of light that suddenly rose above the hut, and her smile became more and more ghostly.
Sharman stood in the room, looking at his newly intact body, which quickly withered and decayed, and finally only a pile of white bones remained. The peach blossom mark on the forehead is still bright, but at this moment, there is no trace of a smile on that face. Flowers fluttered all over the sky, from the roofs and windows, slowly overflowing, floating in the darkness, rising in the air, like a sad rain.
The violet in front of the window is still blooming dazzlingly, leaving the last trace of color for this destined love.
Jiang Xiaoyu chased halfway and saw a man in red on the dark street, walking leisurely, with a mechanical pace, like a marionette. Jiang Xiaoyu's heart moved slightly, and he immediately galloped away, and when he got closer, he saw that it was really Ji Wushuang who had been missing for a day. At this moment, the other party was covered with dirty hair and scattered, and blood was dripping from his nose and mouth, which was very terrifying at first glance. Jiang Xiaoyu suddenly said urgently: "Wushuang, where did you go?" How did you make it look like this? β
Ji Wushuang didn't hear it, and his steps kept stopping, as if he had been poisoned by someone, at the mercy of others. Jiang Xiaoyu had no choice but to knock the person unconscious, and held him in his arms only to realize that Ji Wushuang's entire body was trembling. Jiang Xiaoyu looked in the direction of Qingyunguan, then looked at Ji Wushuang in his arms, sighed, and flew towards Penglai Inn.
Ji Shan was napping when he was almost vomited by a strong smell of blood. Ji Shan opened his eyes in a daze, subconsciously looked at Ayin, saw that the other party was still sleeping grossly, and thought that he had a dream, wiped his mouth and lay on the table and prepared to sleep again. The wooden door was kicked open, and he was so shocked that he instantly fell asleep.
"Master, Master, help!" Yu Qingyang was covered in blood and knelt on the ground with a pop.
Ji Shan was startled, and asked urgently, "Qingyang, you, how did you get this?" Didn't you go catch the snake demon? How? Tell Master SΓΉ, where did you get hurt? β
Yu Qingyang's eyes were red, he couldn't hide his grief, and his voice was choked, "Master, Li Jiang, Li Jiang~"
"What's wrong with him? Yes? You're talking! Ji Shan hurriedly pushed Yu Qingyang away, and ran towards Li Jiang's room with his robe. I secretly said in my heart, don't have an accident, don't have an accident!
But the bloody atmosphere in the air was getting thicker and thicker, and Ji Shan suddenly had a bad premonition. When he saw Li Jiang lying on the bed covered in blood, the string that was stretched in his heart was completely broken.
Ji Shan stood in front of the bed, not knowing how to start, only opened his arms and muttered to yourself, "How can this be, how can this be!" β
Yu Qingyang and Li Jiang were the first to enter the view, and their relationship has long been like brothers. He hugged Li Jiang all the way, watching him vomit blood in a big gulp, and his heart also cooled down all the way. There is also a clear in the appreciable, and in their eyes there is an omnipotent clear light. As long as he is there, there is always a glimmer of life.
"Master, please save him!" Yu Qingyang pouted and knelt on the ground again, banging and knocking his head.
Ji Shan was flustered, there was no charter in his head, and when he heard Yu Qingyang say this, he just nodded vigorously, "Save him, save him!" I'll save him! β
Li Jiang, who was lying on the bed, vomited out another mouthful of blood, and Ji Shan was so frightened that he took a step back sharply with a "wow", and his voice trembled like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind.
"Qing, Qingyang, what to do, what to do!"
Yu Qingyang immediately got up and rushed to the bed, quickly clicked on Li Jiang's big acupoints around his body, and hurriedly injected his true qi into the other party's body. It's a pity that he himself was injured, and he ran for dozens of miles with a breath of true qi, only to feel that the blood in his body was churning, and he actually vomited a mouthful of blood.
didn't want him to fall, but it made Ji Shanchao's head sober up a lot. It is impossible for him to stabilize this kind of scene now. After thinking about it, he immediately took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms, poured a few pills and handed them to Yu Qingyang.
"Qingyang, this, this is Ayinlian's elixir, and my treasure beard has been added, I don't know if it's okay, you give it to Li Jiang first, I'll go find Senior Brother now!" After saying that, he turned around and lifted his breath, and swept towards the back mountain.
Yu Qingyang gave all the pills to Li Jiang, eased the breath in his body, and put his palms behind Li Jiang, losing all the few internal forces.
Jiang Xiaoyu covered Ji Wushuang with a quilt, and then asked, "Doctor, I don't know what kind of illness my sister has?" β
The old doctor stroked his beard, frowned and shook his head, "Sister Ling is not sick!" β
"No sickness? Is that poisoned? Jiang Xiaoyu asked rhetorically.
The old doctor shook his head again.
"Not sick, not poisoned? So why is this happening? Jiang Xiaoyu was furious.
The old doctor hurriedly explained: "Don't worry, the old man has been practicing medicine for decades, and this is the first time I have seen this symptom, and it is indeed extremely weird." Let's put it this way, Ling Mei seems to have been forcibly stuffed with a large amount of food, and before she could chew it slowly, her internal organs were damaged and blood dripped from her mouth and nose. But who would abuse a person so time-consumingly and effortlessly? That is, he will not ask for people's lives, but the other party who tortures is half dead, tsk, do you say it's strange! β
Jiang Xiaoyu frowned and said in his heart, with Ji Wushuang's martial arts, he would definitely not be caught lightly. And she has been wandering the rivers and lakes for many years, and she still has basic vigilance, if she really can't beat it, she will have fled a long time ago. And looking at her expression, she was obviously controlled by someone, and she couldn't think clearly. Who could it be? Could it be the people of Qingyunguan? They don't seem to want to be such a vicious person.
"Childe, Childe!" The old doctor shook his arm. Jiang Xiaoyu hurriedly asked, "What else does the doctor have to explain?" β
The old doctor rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Sister Ling only needs to recuperate for a few days, don't be tired, eat some gruel and vegetables, and avoid big fish and meat." After that, he glanced at Jiang Xiaoyu again and rubbed his hands.
Jiang Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, then he reacted, hurriedly took out a few pieces of loose silver, handed them over, and sent the person away. turned around and looked at Ji Wushuang, sighed, and said in his heart, this Qingyunguan matter seems to be put aside for the time being.