In the dead of night, a dark shadow floated in from the window and appeared silently in front of Jiujiu. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jiujiu, who heard the movement, instinctively opened his eyes, and the next second saw He Qingqi standing in front of him expressionlessly.

He closed his eyes and turned over, waved his hand and said impatiently, "You are going the wrong way, Lin Dashao is next door, you can't send it if you walk slowly!" ”

"The person I'm looking for is the Ninth Master!" Facing her impatience, He Qingqi frowned and spoke.

Jiujiu turned to look at him, his clear apricot eyes were a little puzzled, but more curious, "What are you looking for a young master?" ”

He Qingqi hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke, "The Loose City is injured, and now the only one who can save him is you, the Ninth Master!" ”

"What did you say, Xiaoyao was injured?" Jiujiu sat up abruptly, his brows furrowed.

What she cares about now is not what the relationship between He Qingqi and Xiaoyao Liancheng is, you know, Xiaoyao's martial arts rank can't even be seen by her, someone can hurt him?

"If you are injured, go to the doctor, find out what the master does, and the master is not a doctor!"

He Qingqi flashed, and he had already stopped in front of Jiujiu, "Ninth Master, now you are the only one who can save him." ”

Jiujiu knew that looking at this posture, if he didn't follow him, he would definitely refuse to give up, and he would alarm the uncle when the time came.

hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to go with him, anyway, Xiaoyao had also helped her.

Green mountains and green waters, carved railings and jade buildings, I can't imagine that there are such antique buildings in modern cities.

Jiujiu followed He Qingqi, going around and around, and only then did he see the bamboo house in the middle of the lake, surrounded by water and beautiful scenery.

Slowly rowing towards the bamboo house on a bamboo raft, I saw a girl in a black dress wandering outside the bamboo house from a distance.

Seeing them, the girl in the black dress seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, "Ninth Master, save my young master!" ”

Jiujiu couldn't help but look at her a few more times, followed the direction of her finger, pushed open the door, and saw a person lying on the ground.

"Escape!" His face changed slightly, and he subconsciously bent down to check his injuries.

The pale city was devoid of its former breeziness, and it was as weak as if it might disappear at any moment.

"Wake up!" Jiujiu gently slapped his face, trying to regain his consciousness.

You opened her eyes and saw her, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Xiao Jiu'er, why are you here?" ”

After saying this, I used all my strength, and as soon as the words fell, I fainted again.

Jiujiu was speechless, and got up to call the people outside the door, but the unconscious Xiaoyao Liancheng grabbed her hand.

struggled for a long time and didn't break free, and at this moment, the unconscious Xiaoyao Liancheng suddenly coughed, and a large cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

As he coughed, bright red blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

"Ahem, ahem—" Loose Spirits coughed hard, and Jiujiu patted his chest in an attempt to ease his pain.

Feeling the dampness and heat of his palms, Jiu raised his hands after drinking, only to find that his palms were already stained with blood.

Looking at the blood on his hands, Jiujiu's brows furrowed, and after coming back to his senses, he subconsciously reached out to untie his clothes.

Only then did he realize that there was a long, hideous wound on his lower abdomen, and bright red blood was flowing outward.

Jiujiu never knew that a person could shed so much blood, looking at the blood that flowed, it was like life flowing.

She tried to cover his wound with her hand, but the bright red blood spilled out from between her fingers, and she couldn't stop it.

Reaching out and taking out the silver needle from his arms, he quickly sealed several major points of his body, and after doing all this, his face was already slightly pale.

At this time, a strange totem suddenly appeared on the chest of the city, and in the next second, a majestic force roared out.

"Poof!" Huge power poured out, Jiujiu's body was crooked, and the corners of his mouth were already overflowing with blood.

The whole face of the free city has turned blue-gray, the wound is still bleeding, and the breathing is faint.

Under the strong pressure of the discomfort that surged into his chest, Jiujiu pressed his wound and quickly stabbed the only remaining three golden needles into his Baihui acupoint.

wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and yelled at the people outside the door, "What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you come over and help!" ”

The girl in the black dress was almost brought in by He Qingqi, and she bandaged the wounds of Xiaoyao Liancheng under the roar of Jiujiu.

As for He Qingqi, under the instructions of Jiujiu, according to the prescription she provided, the Chinese medicine was boiled and brought in.

But no matter how the girl in the black dress fed, the city kept her mouth shut and let the medicine flow down the corners of her mouth.

Seeing that a bowl of medicine was wasted, the girl in the black dress turned her head and looked at Jiujiu aggrievedly, not knowing what to do!

Looking at the pale lips of the free city, Jiujiu hesitated for a moment, and finally reached out to take the medicine from her hand.

In the surprised gaze of He Qingqi and the girl in the black dress, they stretched out their hands and didn't know where to click on it.

In a coma, she obediently opened her mouth and let her rudely pour a bowl of medicine.

After drinking the medicine and falling asleep deeply, Jiujiu ignored the two behind him at all, and reached out to lift the quilt on his body.

Looking at his clean chest, his eyes flickered slightly.

If he was not mistaken, the totem was an ancient requiem spell, how could there be such a thing on the body of the free city?

As if remembering something, he turned around and glared at the two people behind him, "Injured like this, why don't you take him to the hospital?" ”

In the face of her accusation, He Qingqi and the girl in the black dress both lowered their heads, and the girl in the black dress pouted, "If the young master doesn't go, we can't help it!" ”

Jiujiu glanced at her, saying that he was speechless, "He was injured like this, it's a big deal to knock him out and carry it directly!" ”

As if remembering something, he suddenly raised his head, "Do you know who injured him?" ”

Facing her curiosity, He Qingqi stretched out his hand to stop the girl in the black dress, frowning and shaking her head gently.

"We have never been clear about the young master, if the ninth master is really curious, it is better to wait for the young master to wake up and ask him in person!"

Jiujiu suddenly discovered that Carefree City is sometimes really similar to his uncle, the same stubbornness, the same pride.

I wanted to say something, but suddenly there was a sharp pain in my chest, my face changed sharply, and I opened my mouth to spit out a large mouthful of blood.

looked down at the red line in the palm of his hand, and there was a touch of helplessness in his eyes, it seemed that Shihe was about to nag again.

took out a silk handkerchief to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, his face was still pale, he took a deep look at the city, and turned around and walked out.

The girl in the black dress wanted to call her ......, but was stopped by He Qingqi.

Watching her figure disappear into the distance, a thoughtful touch quietly crossed her eyes.

In the study, Pei Tianmo was looking down at the information in his hand, and his beautiful brows were tightly wrinkled.

Suddenly, I felt a burning sensation in my chest, a sweet sensation in my throat, and I opened my mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Stretched out his hand to pull off his clothes, looking at the totem looming on his chest, and his peach blossom eyes crossed with a deep helplessness. (To be continued.) )