Junqiao was stunned for a moment, and then jumped out of the window after Nan Yang. What the hell is it, in a hurry like this, if you don't pack your luggage, you don't even go to the main entrance, just open the window?

Nan Yang's light work is excellent, and it shrank into a white spot in a blink of an eye, Junqiao has enough internal strength to keep up, but he only keeps Nan Yang in sight, and he can't catch up.

Yu Xiu happened to come back, and his sharp eyes saw Nan Yang's familiar figure flashing, thinking that something unusual had happened, and someone from the Burning Heaven Gate had appeared, so he also followed.

"Nanyang!" Yu Xiu called out to her.

When Nan Yang heard this, he had to stop, frown, and turned around.

Junqiao also caught up, snorting and panting slightly.

"What's going on? What do you run? Why stop now? ”

Nan Yang was anxious, and his tone was cold: "I received news from the door just now, something happened to the master, I have to go back first." ”

Yu Xiudao: "What are you anxious to do like this? Leaving overnight? Yu Xiu paused, and then suppressed his voice slightly: "Does that matter?" Is there something important here? I just took my disciples to the east of the Yin-Yang Dao to probe a little, and I found traces of thunder! ”

"What? Hearing the thunder is also in the city? Junqiao exclaimed.

"It's not clear at this time. If it is implemented, it will be much more difficult to get things done. Nanyang, are you still leaving? Yu Xiu looked at Nanyang.

Nan Yang lowered his eyes and pondered quietly. The complicated and tense situation in Los Angeles does not allow her to leave without permission, but how can the North Punishment side delay? She is in Los Angeles now, she doesn't know anything, what happened to Qinghuan, what injuries she suffered, what the injuries looked like, whether she is awake or unconscious, she doesn't know at all.

After a long time, Nan Yang said softly: "Senior brother, Qinghuan is seriously injured and his life is in danger. What if I stay and go back in a few days, and then I will see her body? ”

"Light Huan? Your little apprentice? Yu Xiu sighed, "...... Nanyang, I have a different position from you on this matter, and you weigh the pros and cons yourself. ”

Nan Yang raised his tea-like eyes, which were a little apologetic, but with irrefutable firmness: "I'm sorry, senior brother." After dealing with the affairs over there, I will do my best to return to Los Angeles to continue to help you. ”

Yu Xiu waved his sleeves and acquiesced.

Junqiao grabbed Nanyang's sleeve again and said, "No matter how urgent you are, you have to bring some money?" When you are tired of flying lightly, it is convenient to buy a horse and travel. With that, Junqiao handed some silver tickets with a large denomination to Nanyang.

Nan Yang nodded: "Thank you." ”

With that, he turned around, tiptoed, and melted into the desolate night.

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Nanyang ran around non-stop for several days, day and night, and was in a state of high concentration all day and night, and he couldn't even care about changing the dressing for the injury on his hand.

When she came, she didn't think that it was so far from the north to Yushui Pass, she had already picked the nearest road, but she felt that there was always no end.

She occasionally thought on the road that many days had passed, and perhaps Qinghuan was out of danger, and maybe it didn't matter if she couldn't go back. After all, how many injuries can be suffered in the North Punishment, and she still has a good understanding of the medical skills of the Pill Medicine Workshop.

But in case......

She had traveled seven days when she came, and it took her only three days to return. Still, she felt like a lot of time had been wasted. As he got closer to the north and the weather was getting colder and colder, unlike the shelter in the carriage when he went down the mountain, Nan Yang watched the ground change from yellow leaves to snow-covered mountains this time.

When Nanyang arrived at the North Punishment Mountain Gate, Bian Zi had been waiting there for a long time. Yuntang was still taking care of Qinghuan in Hongfei Pavilion, so he sent Bian Zi to wait for the master at the mountain gate. Bian Zi was still suspicious that the master was busy with something very important, and whether he would rush back immediately. Yun Tang said to Bian Ziqian with great certainty, you go to the mountain gate and wait, and within five days, you will definitely be able to see the master.

Sure enough, it's only been three days, and Master has really come back.

Nan Yangqiang hid his exhaustion, and asked while walking with Bianzi, "What's going on?" How is Qinghuan now? ”

"She woke up a few days ago from a stick wound and fell asleep again. The injury is very strict, and when it is the strictest, it is all about Liuyu hanging with a breath, and now it is good not to threaten his life, but ......"

Nan Yang looked at Bian Zi and stopped while he was about to speak, and asked, "What?" ”

Bian Zi sighed: "When she woke up, she only ate something, didn't say a word, her eyes were dull, and she shouldn't be called." ”

"Got a headshot?" Nan Yang suddenly became nervous.

"No, Xu is a shadow in her heart. …… Master, you came back in a hurry, did what happened over there? ”

Nan Yang said softly: "It's very troublesome, Senior Brother Yu Xiu is very dangerous." You go to the Sword Casting Pond for a trip, find Senior Brother Rong Huai, and tell him that I will come back first, I heard that the thunder is now in Los Angeles, and the deputy hall master of the Flame Banner is dead, and he knows what to do. Then you go to find Senior Brother Yu Xiu's eldest disciple, and the two of you will immediately go down the mountain to Yushui Pass to support Senior Brother Yu Xiu. ”

Bian Zi took advantage of the order and immediately changed his route to the sword casting pool.

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Nan Yang found Qinghuan's bedroom according to his memory, pushed the door in, and saw Yuntang sitting at the table at first sight, stirring a bowl of black decoction back and forth in his hand.

Yun Tang looked up and saw Nan Yang: "Master! You're back? ”

Nan Yang nodded, immediately set his eyes on the bed, and walked over quickly.

Qinghuan is falling asleep with her eyes closed.

The child's face was thinner again, the quilt was only covered to his chest, and the exposed shoulders were wrapped in thick gauze, and there was faint blood. His face was frighteningly pale, and the cinnabar between his eyebrows became more and more red like blood.

Nan Yang suddenly felt that it was indeed a time since he had seen Qinghuan. This originally immature and cute face has gradually become angular. It's just that seeing her lying on the sickbed like this, I felt unspeakably uncomfortable, as if I had returned to three years ago, when Qinghuan was lying in the Rongkuge Pavilion with her injuries. Although she is the Lord of the Northern Punishment, she has a deep sense of powerlessness for the sick child.

"Master! You...... Why are your hands wrapped in gauze? Yun Tang exclaimed.

"Minor injuries, out of the way." Nan Yang firmly fixed his gaze on the sleeping Qinghuan's face, and the villain was in front of him, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but asked again: "Why was she injured by a stick?" ”

"Qinghuan fought with other disciples, and stubbornly refused to admit his mistakes, so he went to the punishment room to receive a stick punishment."

Nan Yang's eyes narrowed, revealing a hint of coldness: "I don't know, what kind of heinous crime is worth such a heavy hand." Jeonbuk punishment, who else doesn't know that she is my apprentice in Nanyang? Who gave him the guts! ”

Yun Tang snorted, "Master...... You say it so plainly...... Won't it make other disciples feel unfair......

"Qinghuan is my apprentice, and he already has the privilege of being a disciple of the Venerable Lord, and I have never wanted others to feel fair. I don't believe that Qinghuan did such a thing for no reason, you have time, go and check it out. ”

Yun Tang never thought that Nan Yang was really angry and completely changed into a person, and the corners of his forehead were sweating: "Yes, Master." ”

"In any case, is the punishment based on the order of Zilai? If you don't investigate the matter thoroughly, and punish a ten-year-old disciple so heavily, how can he, the pavilion master, behave it? Pass my order, remove him from the position of cabinet master for January, and go to the library to copy the January scripture book for me! ”

Yun Tang hurriedly responded. On the surface, the master is only twenty years old, and Pingzilai is twenty-six or seven, which is longer than Nanyang, but after all, Nanyang is actually more than one hundred and ten years old, and he is still one of the three.

Yuntang wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed for Pingzilai.

Nan Yang looked at Qinghuan on the bed again, his tightly wrinkled eyebrows gradually eased, and his eyes were like ice and snow melting. After a long time, she said to Yun Tang in that voice that had turned back to flat, "What you just took in your hand was her medicine?" ”

Yun Tang nodded.

"I don't think it's steaming anymore. You take it down and boil another bowl, and prepare for her to wake up in a while to drink. ”

Yun Tang said "yes" and retreated with the medicine bowl.

Before closing the door, Yuntang looked at Nan Yang, who was standing facing the bed. No matter how much the master tried to hide it, he couldn't hide his haggard look. How much suffering should have been suffered all the way back.

Yun Tang suddenly felt that only the really angry appearance of the master just now finally looked like a real person. Master's normality is not that he is really cold, but he is very indifferent to everything, and he has never been happy or sad, so other people think it is cold.

So, Master really likes Qinghuan.

After Nan Yang waited for Yuntang to go out, there was no one else in the house, and heavy exhaustion slowly poured out between his eyebrows. She sat on the edge of the bed on her side, her fingers pressed to her temples.

The residual poison in her wrist has not disappeared, and the poison that should have slowed down has become stronger and stronger, eroding in her muscles and bones, and it is about to break when it hurts. She felt that her body was almost overdrawn, and her internal strength was about to be exhausted after three days and three nights of uninterrupted exercise.

But now, at least, she can't rest.

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Qinghuan only felt that he had a long dream.

The dream is strange, it is a boundless darkness. She sat alone on the ground, she couldn't see anything, but she could hear the terrible sound of killing, and the ping-pong sound of weapons clashing.

But there was only darkness before her. The sound of fierce fights around her and the constant wailing of people being killed all gave her the illusion that she would die next.

But it soon dawned on her that it wasn't just an illusion.

There was a bustling noise, as if something was being discussed, and then it gradually turned into an argument, and the voices of several men grew louder and sharper, as if they were about to scratch her eardrums, and made her feel fearful for no reason.

I don't know how long this oppressive environment lasted, so long that Qinghuan felt that she had gone crazy.

Suddenly, a cold and unusually familiar voice sounded: "Three Swords Heavenly Punishment Array, Array!" ”

The sound is like ice floe breaking snow, light and empty, listening to the ears of people like snowflakes falling lightly on the window lattice, hitting a long rhythm, cool and making people very comfortable to hear.

What a familiar sound...... What a familiar sound...... But who is it? She tried hard to think about it, and her head hurt when she thought about it, but she still couldn't remember.

Then she felt something cold and sharp against her neck, accompanied by a gloomy sneer. The man's other hand clasped her celestial spirit cover, and the hot and humid and cloudy heat suddenly hit the side of her ear, and there was a disgusting sticky feeling:

"Go...... Dead ......"

As the tail note fell eerily into her ears, the sharp weapon against her neck also roared and pushed hard-!

Qinghuan was shocked into a cold sweat, which scared her to break free from the nightmare, and her eyes opened instantly!

Hurt.

It hurts all over my body.

Qing Huan gasped for breath because of the nightmare just now, and every time his chest moved violently, the wounds all over his body were open. She was so painful that she wanted to shout, but she found that her throat was burning and she couldn't say a word.

But there was a faint familiar plum fragrance into her nose, which made her gradually calm down like a soothing fragrance, and her breathing gradually slowed down, and she couldn't help swallowing her saliva.

…… Plum fragrance?

Qinghuan moved his head and looked to the side.

Nan Yang lay quietly on the side of the bed, with his face on his side and his arms on his back, sleeping very deeply. The rare sunlight outside the window came in, reflecting half of Nanyang's face in the halo and half hidden in the shadows, outlining the facial features exquisitely. The white clothes she wore seemed to be stained with some dust, and they did not look like her habitual cleanliness at all.

Qinghuan's fingers moved slightly.

It's really strange, she didn't have the ecstasy she imagined, and she didn't want to rush up and have a nickname with her master as usual, as if she had known that when she woke up, her master would fall asleep beside her.

Qinghuan's eyes were sour, and she sniffed hard, and she couldn't help crying.

Why didn't Master sue her and leave, and why didn't she come back?

Why, when she saw Master in front of her, she felt a little sour and unspeakable pain in her heart like she is now?

A faint voice sounded in my head—

"Is there a person who always has him in your heart and wants to see him, and is willing to live with him for the rest of your life?"

Master.

Master......

Nan Yang's usual smile broke into her mind without warning, the gentle scenes of the past flashed quickly, the alternation of pictures made her confused, she wanted to grab what to rely on, her hand groped back and forth, and finally grabbed the flowing jade around her neck into her hand, the jade wrapped in human blood was so warm that her hands were hot.

Qinghuan looked sideways, looking at the master's sleeping appearance, looking at the master's soft face, swallowing her saliva, she suddenly had feelings of love and pity in her mind, and even had an urge to touch and kiss!

Why! Why! Why did she have such strange feelings for her master?!

No, no, it's not the love between men and women, how can it be that kind of feeling?

She just relied on Master. That's all. That's all.

Nan Yang's eyelashes suddenly moved, as if he noticed something, his breath tightened between his snorts, and he slowly woke up.

Nan Yang, who had recovered some consciousness, keenly felt the change in the breathing interval of the person on the bed, and raised his head suddenly, his gaze happened to meet Qinghuan.

Nan Yang was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his lips hooked up a soft smile, but the corners of his mouth that didn't smile often were a little stiff: "Awake?" When did you wake up? Thirsty? ”

Qinghuan just stared at Nan Yang with wide eyes and didn't speak.

Nan Yang stretched out his hand to hold Qing Huan's hand, but the moment he touched her fingertips, Qing Huan retracted his hand like an electric shock and looked at her with some vigilance.

Nan Yang felt that his hands were empty, and looked at Qinghuan with some consternation: "What's wrong?" Is your head really broken? …… Do you still recognize me? ”

Qinghuan wanted to hug Nan Yang very much, shouting pain in Nan Yang's arms, and letting Nan Yang coax her gently, just like she had fallen before. Isn't that right...... This is not right...... She can't rely too much on the master, otherwise she will have that strange feeling again, and that feeling is just not right.

"Division...... Master...... I...... I ...... "Qinghuan didn't know what to say.

Nan Yang heard that her throat was hoarse, so she got up and went to the table to pour a glass of water and brought it over, and handed it to Qinghuan's mouth: "It's good to recognize me." Mouth. ”

Qinghuan hurriedly pushed Nan Yang's hand away, and the water in the cup spilled out because of the sudden pushing, wetting the quilt and Nan Yang's hands.

Nan Yang's heart tightened, his movements stopped, and his half-bent movements stiffened. …… Qinghuan was hiding from her.

Why?

When Qinghuan saw her on weekdays, didn't she rush over to hug her with a bright smile? In the past, she thought that the contact was too intimate, but now she is ...... Don't want to get in touch with her?

Nan Yang thought for a long time, slowly stood up straight, put the cup in his hand aside, and said slowly:

"Do you blame me for not telling you when I left the North Punishment?"

Qing Huan just shrank his body inward and turned his head not to look at Nanyang. If she couldn't get close to the master and have less contact, maybe she wouldn't be so upset.

Nan Yang sighed: "It's me who is wrong. I should have told you. It's my fault that you're hurt like this. ”

Qinghuan shook her head in a panic, and tears still overflowed disobediently. She opened her mouth, but nothing came out.

"Don't be afraid, now that I'm with you, no one can hurt you, and the injuries on your body will heal soon, and they won't hurt for long." Nan Yang said with the gentlest voice she could, and with a turn of thought, she raised her left hand like a child: "Look, the master is also injured, you won't suffer alone, the master will accompany you to drink the medicine, remove the gauze and change the dressing together, I will accompany you in these things, are you happy?" ”

Hearing this, Qinghuan hurriedly turned his head to look, and saw that Nan Yang's left hand was indeed wrapped in layers of gauze, and suddenly felt very distressed, and he couldn't care about the little caution in his heart, so he struggled to sit up and grabbed Nan Yang's left hand.

Nan Yang saw that Qinghuan finally had a reaction, so he followed her and saw what she was going to do.

Qinghuan just held Nan Yang's hand, and tears fell down, contained on the snow-white gauze, like a few delicate plum blossoms. Qinghuan clasped Nan Yang's hand tighter and tighter, how could the master be injured? Master is so powerful, how can he be injured?

Nan Yang stretched out his right hand, wiped away the tears on Qinghuan's face, and sighed: "Silly child." "The movements of his men are very gentle. After wiping away Qinghuan's tears, she put on the top of Qinghuan's soft hair and gently rubbed her hair.

"Squeak-"

Yun Tang suddenly pushed the door in. Qinghuan heard the movement, and suddenly pushed Nan Yang's hand away, and quickly retracted into the quilt. She has a thief's heart, so she is also much more sensitive, for fear of revealing any feelings to Nan Yang so that others will see it.

Nan Yang's hand raised in the air froze in embarrassment, and after a while, he slowly clenched into a fist and withdrew to his side.

Yun Tang raised his eyebrows and looked at Qinghuan: "Senior sister is awake?" It looks better than before. ”

Behind Yun Tang, he also walked in, his hair was still wet, and the frost and dew condensed by the cold outside were still wet in his hair, and he didn't have time to brush it away, and his expression was a little anxious. He walked straight to Nanyang and said in a suppressed voice:

"Master...... Rong Huaizun told you to go to the sword casting pool immediately, he has something important to tell you. ”

The first thing that came to Nanyang's mind was the sword, so he asked, "Is it about the things in the pool?" ”

"Yes...... Not only that, but Rong Huaizun said that in addition to what you want, there is another very important thing. ”

"Very important?"

"Yes, Rong Huaizun has repeatedly instructed the master to go immediately."

"Okay, I'll go." Nan Yang got up.

Yun Tang couldn't help but say, "Master, how many days have you not rested?" When he saw Rong Huaizun, he went back to the Rongkue Pavilion to rest. ”

Yuntang also saw that Nanyang's lips were slightly darker, which was a sign of poisoning, but it was a small poison, and if it could be adjusted properly, it would be much more troublesome.

"Out of the way." Nan Yang replied lightly, turned his head and glanced at Qing Huan again, "However, Qing Huan is a little ...... now Reject me, and I won't come first. You take good care of her and take medicine, if there is anything wrong with her health, come and sue me immediately. ”

Yun Tang glanced at Qinghuan suspiciously, why does this little guy dare to disobey even his master now?

Nan Yang turned around silently, pushed the door and walked out, as if frost and snow had fallen between his eyebrows, and there was a faint cold. The weather that was still sunny outside just now turned cloudy in a blink of an eye, and small snowflakes flew in the air.

The disciple waiting next to the door handed Nan Yang a paper umbrella and put on a thick crane feather fur for her, although it was not important to wear a thin coat, but everyone else was wearing thick clothes, and the clothes she wore back from Luo Cheng were too cool.

Nan Yang pulled the collar of the crane feather fur, paused again, looked back at the closed wooden door in silence, lowered his eyes and left with an umbrella.