Rong Huai held Nan Yang, who was already so weak that he passed out in a coma, that he worked lightly all the way and arrived at the Pill Medicine Workshop at the fastest speed. When the little disciple guarding the door saw it, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Rong Huaizun, Nan Yang Zun is ......?"

"Where's the big brother?" Rong Huai couldn't wait to grab the collar of the disciple guarding the door.

The disciple guarding the door shrank his head in fright by Rong Huai's eyes: "Yu Xiuzun ...... Yu Xiuzun is in the main hall of the master......"

"Go and call him at once!" Rong Huai's words fell, and he hurriedly carried Nan Yang into the pill shop, found a bed and put Nan Yang down carefully, and hurriedly went to the medicine cabinet to rummage.

Rong Huai took out a few bottles of blood tonic pills, poured them all out and stuffed them into Nan Yang's mouth, pinched her throat and helped her swallow them.

When Aokiko heard about this movement, she also put down what she was doing and ran over, glanced at Nan Yang, and said in surprise: "What's wrong with Nan Yang?" What wounds, so much blood! ”

"Aokiko, you come to see her first, I'll go find a bandage to stop the bleeding on her wrist." Rong Huai's cuffs and placket were stained with a large area of Nanyang's blood, and the bright red color was extremely conspicuous on the white shirt.

Aokiko stepped forward, clicked on several big holes around Nanyang's body, and reached out to touch the side of her neck.

"How...... The dignified lord made it look like this......" Aokiko sighed, and helped Rong Huai to stop the bleeding and bandage Nanyang's wound.

Rong Huai pushed a lot of true qi to Nan Yang, but Nan Yang's face was still pale.

Yu Xiu rushed over very quickly at this time, and he rarely panicked when he was often straight-faced, and he strode to the bed, took out a bottle of medicine, poured out two white pills, and stuffed them into Nan Yang's mouth.

"Rong Huai! What do you think of Nanyang! Yu Xiu yelled at Rong Huai.

"It's my fault...... It's my fault......" Rong said guiltily.

Yu Xiu exhaled a long breath, calmed down, and said solemnly: "She was already deficient in qi and blood in the early years, but now she has lost so much blood and true qi, her body is almost hollowed out, do you know?" What's going on? ”

She ...... In order to forge a sword for Qinghuan...... Sacrifice the sword......" Rong Huai said astringently.

"Bastard! She's so noisy, and you're up to her! You've been forging swords for so many years, and you dare to ask her to do such a thing as sacrificing swords?! ”

"It's my fault, brother." Rong Huai said in a low voice.

"Now immediately follow me to transmit her true qi, you must protect her cultivation first, otherwise, most of her life will be lost." Yu Xiu fed Nan Yang a few more pills, and passed on the gong to Nan Yang together with Rong Huai.

Nan Yang has been in a coma.

Yu Xiu personally went to dispense medicine to Nanyang. Rong Huai went to Hongfei Pavilion and informed Yuntang, who was temporarily living there.

Yuntang, Shuyu, and Qinghuan were practicing their swords in the small bamboo forest behind the disciple's dormitory, when they suddenly saw Rong Huai appear with sporadic blood, and they were all shocked.

Yun Tang put away his sword and hurriedly asked, "Uncle Shi, what happened?" ”

"Now go to the pill shop immediately, your master and her...... She...... Seriously injured. Rong Huai struggled to find such a word.

"What?!" Yun Tang was shocked, "How could Master ......?"

Qing Huan trembled, the sword in his hand fell to the ground, and he stepped forward: "What did you say?" Master, she...... She ......"

Rong Huai glanced at Qinghuan quite complicatedly, and said, "What do you ask!" When your master wakes up, you ask her yourself. ”

She ...... She hasn't woken up yet...... "Qinghuan's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and she felt that her heart was instantly immersed in the ice cellar, Master, how could it be...... How so......

Yun Tang looked at Qing Huan, who ran away in the blink of an eye, and shouted, "Light Huan! When the words fell, he also performed light skills and followed.

When Qinghuan opened the wooden door of the pill medicine shop, Aokiko was tinkering with something next to the medicine cabinet on the side, her eyes searched quickly, and soon she found the woman in white on the bed in the corner.

Nan Yang's eyes were closed, and his left wrist hung limply on the side of the bed, wrapped in thick gauze. Her face was pale, without a trace of blood, her lips had lost their former redness, and even her breathing was slightly terrifying, as if she had died.

This situation and this scene are like steel needles pierced in Qinghuan's heart.

Qinghuan threw herself to the side of the bed in a few strides, her eyes overflowing with tears of pity, but she didn't dare to touch Nanyang.

"Master...... Master......" Qinghuan choked and muttered.

When Aokiko saw it, he walked over with the scattered medicinal herbs in his hand, and gently patted Qinghuan's shoulder: "Don't worry, your master is just too weak, just take care of it for a while, and he won't die." ”

"Why is Master so badly injured? What happened to her wrist? Qinghuan tears were in her face, and she raised her voice as if questioning.

"This ...... You wait for her to wake up and ask for herself. "Aokiko is really not easy to mix, so I can only say this to Qinghuan.

"Why do you all let me ask myself? Could it be that Master's injury has something to do with me?! ”

"Ahem......" Nanyang, who was originally very quiet on the bed, suddenly coughed lightly.

Aokiko and Qinghuan's eyes immediately looked closely at Nanyang. I saw Nan Yang's body trembling slightly with those two light coughs, and then his closed eyes slowly opened a little, revealing a pair of light brown pupils like tea.

"Master......" called out lightly.

"Ahem...... I'm hurt...... It has nothing to do with you......" Nan Yang said weakly and softly.

"Nan Yang Zun is ......," Aokiko couldn't help but say.

Nanyang interrupted Aokiko: "Aokiko, you go out first, watch at the door, and don't let anyone in for the time being...... I have something to say separately...... Alone and light Huan said. ”

Aokiko sighed, but had no choice but to go down Nanyang and out of the room.

"Master, what are you going to say?" Qinghuan sniffled, holding back her tears, she didn't want to cry in front of her master.

"You...... How did it come? ”

"When Senior Uncle Rong Huai went to Hongfei Pavilion to talk to Senior Sister Yuntang, I heard it." Qing Huan saw that the white clothes worn by Nan Yang were still stained with a lot of blood, "Master, you ...... Your hurt ......"

"It's okay, you don't have to worry."

"......" Qinghuan looked at Nan Yang's pretending to be strong and weak, and said words to comfort her, and tears slid down her cheeks for a while.

"Why do you ...... Why are you crying......" Nanyang's voice was ethereal, like a wisp of lonely smoke.

"Because I care about Master, I like Master!" Qinghuan couldn't suppress the feelings in her heart anymore, and she didn't have a moment when she was so eager to say it as she was now. Nan Yang's fragile appearance deeply pierced her heart, she was really afraid that the next moment Master would never be able to open her eyes for a long time, and she would never be able to say this.

"Light Joy...... I like you too......" A tear slipped from the corner of Nanyang's eye, wetting the pillow, "You are my apprentice...... It's my junior, it's my favorite apprentice......"

"No, no, I don't like my elders like that for Master, I like Master, it's ......"

"No...... Stop...... You're just my junior, just my apprentice, I'm your master, I'm your master......" Nanyang covered her eyes with the back of her right hand, she didn't know why, she wanted to cry.

"I know you're my master! I know that it was you who brought me back to the North Punishment who was bullied at the beginning, it was you who put on the jade that melted your blood on me, it was you who made me kneel down and take me as an apprentice, it was you who raised me, I know it was you! You are my master, and you are all my attachment......" Qing Huan couldn't hold back her tears, and choked up while crying, "When I was about to die, only you, only you were willing to talk to me and pick me up, when I was injured, only you gave me medicine so gently, I didn't know anything, you taught me everything...... Without you, there would be no me standing here today, how can I not like you, how can I not like you, you sue me...... I don't want to like you...... But I like you......"

"Such feelings are...... That's not right......" Nan Yang coughed lightly twice, "Qinghuan, you are still young, you are ...... to me It's just a momentary obsession...... I didn't think anything had happened......"

"Impossible, Master, impossible. How did you fool me and yourself? ”

"Qinghuan......" Nan Yang stretched out his right hand with difficulty and touched the top of Qinghuan's hair, "You are in my eyes...... I will always be a child, and I will always be my junior......"

Qinghuan seemed to suddenly erupt, grabbed Nan Yang's hand and pressed it on Nan Yang's side, turned over, put it on Nan Yang's body, pinched Nan Yang's chin and kissed it fiercely.

If there was an excuse for drunkenness last time, what about this time?

Nan Yang couldn't bear it anymore, she struggled to dodge weakly, but it was useless.

Qinghuan kissed Nanyang forcibly and cried and said, "Master...... I love you...... I love you......"

Nan Yang suddenly used all his strength to push Qing Huan hard, his face turned sideways to the outside of the bed, and a mouthful of blood spit out. The dazzling red blood was reflected on the snow-white sheets, and it was dazzling.

Nan Yang held on to the edge of the bed and coughed heavily, her chin overflowed with blood, and the true qi in her body swam in an unusually chaotic manner, constantly impacting her muscles and veins, making her qi and blood retrograde for a while, and vomiting blood did not stop.

"Master...... Master! Qinghuan was so frightened that she hurriedly supported Nan Yang, but she didn't know how to help her.

"Ahem...... Qinghuan, do you remember what you said when you were accepted by the teacher......" Nan Yang's red eyes stared at Qinghuan tightly.

"Master! …… Don't speak, you've vomited a lot of blood...... "Qinghuan picked up the towel next to him and helped Nan Yang wipe the frightening amount of blood.

"Say it for the teacher...... Respect the teacher, and do not disobey the ...... Are you ...... now? If you don't look back, the teacher will ...... you as a rebel Expulsion from the ......"

"Master, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong! Don't talk anymore, I won't disobey you anymore, don't drive me out of the school, don't get angry...... Don't vomit blood because I'm angry......" Qinghuan cried with tears on her face, she saw that Nan Yang's white clothes, which were usually not stained with a trace of dust, were crisscrossed with terrible bloodstains, she suddenly hated herself, why? Why? Everything she did was wrong!

Nan Yang bit her lip tightly, and her hand holding the edge of the bed trembled. She closed her eyes, two lines of tears streaming down her pale cheeks.

Why do people cry?

Because it's sad. Because I can't ask for it, because I can't let it go, because I have a thought but I am lost, I will cry.

Nan Yang, who used not even to care about his own life and death, and Nan Yang, who was too lazy to cry because of the pain of being cut out of his heart and bones, is now crying.