Chapter 123: Leng Zhenyuan! You get the hell out of here!!

"Gauze."

"Scissors."

"Silver Needle."

Xi Shuang didn't speak, but as long as she stretched out her hand, Leng Mo felt as if he heard her voice, and he could accurately hand her the tools Xi Shuang needed every time.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and Leng Mo, who had just been under Xiao Liu's hand and was hastily bandaged by him to stop the bleeding, gave Xi Shuang a hand. An Min'er was busy in the kitchen, and Xiaoliu was also running one basin after another, obviously it was late autumn with cold air, but he was sweating.

Leng Mo looked at the fine beads of sweat on Xi Shuang's forehead, a little distressed, and just wanted to ask her if she wanted to rest, but when she saw Xi Shuang's meticulous appearance, the words were swallowed by him as soon as they reached her mouth.

Shuang'er said that once it starts, it can't be stopped, and he can't let Shuang'er be distracted. Leng Mo endured the pain from behind him, and handed over the materials to Xi Shuang.

Lei Lixing's injury was very serious, just Xiao looked at Xi Shuang's tightly locked brows and could see that one or two were coming, but fortunately, Lei Lixing's life was big, although the arrow looked like it was piercing the heart, but in fact, there was still a distance of half an inch from the centrifugal mouth. In the fight against death, their chances of victory are a few points greater.

The arrow near Lei Lixing's heart had been pulled out in silence, and the blood that rushed out with it had stained the curtain red.

Xi Shuang applied the blood clotting gel he developed some time ago to Lei Lixing's wound, and held it down with a clean lotus leaf, and within a moment, Lei Lixing's blood stopped, just because of this blood loss, Lei Lixing's face turned a little whiter.

It's just that Xi Shuang was dedicated to healing Lei Lixing, and he didn't look back at Leng Mo, his face was now as pale as Lei Lixing, and although his lips were red, the blood was Leng Mo endured the severe pain and bit his lip to come out. Xi Shuang didn't see it, and he didn't want her to analyze it, so he was stunned. He wanted to be safe and sound more than anyone else, after all, he could be regarded as blocking an arrow for himself. If they hadn't changed formations at the time, he would have been lying here.

Xi Shuang also knows this, Lei Lixing is her patient, and he is also the savior of her senior brother, no matter what, she is going to save him, besides, if Lei Lixing is gone, then the senior sister ......

Xi Shuang took a small bottle of liquor and evenly smeared the wine on Lei Lixing's wounds.

"Silver Needle."

Leng Mo put the silver needle on the candle and burned it, and handed it to Xi Shuang, only to see that Xi Shuang didn't have to stare at it with big eyes, almost by feeling, he threaded the special thread into the needlehole, like a female worker, but not like a female worker to get the needle down, Xi Shuang decisively put down the needle, pinched the skin at both ends of the wound with one hand, and sutured it with the needle with the other, and after a while, it was done.

Xi Shuang carefully examined Lei Lixing's wound, and after confirming that it had been completely sutured, he probed Lei Lixing's pulse again, and although his pulse was weak, it had calmed down a lot.

Xi Shuang breathed a sigh of relief, covered the quilt for Lei Lixing, and wanted to look back at Leng Mo's injury.

It's just that before she could turn around, the cold silence behind her fell to the ground like a mountain, and Xi Shuang found that the wound on the back of the senior brother was still bleeding, and his face was so white that it turned blue.

Xi Shuang knelt beside Leng Mo and rested his head on his shoulder, making sure not to touch the wound on Leng Mo's back or let his wound get dust on the ground. Xi Shuang put one hand on Leng Mo's back and pressed it to stop the bleeding for him, and patted Leng Mo with the other hand, seeing that he didn't react, he quickly pulled his hand to check the pulse.

Fortunately, it's okay, but I lost too much blood and my pulse was weaker, so it's fine.

The sword wound behind Leng Mo was not deep, because the person who stabbed him was timid and afraid, and he was lucky enough to stab Leng Mo, so naturally he didn't use all his strength to stab it, and as soon as he stabbed in, the man was so frightened that he was scared, and the sword was out of his hand at once, and he didn't advance.

Xi Shuang didn't have the strength to carry Leng Mo to the bed, and Xiao Liu also went to boil water to catch water, and he couldn't come back for a while. Xi Shuang had no choice but to solve it on the spot.

She took off the clothes on her cold upper body, only to see the scars on his body, Xi Shuang's heart welled up with an unknown emotion, and tears somehow fell.

She untied Xiaoliu's bandage just now, disinfected Leng Mo with alcohol, and applied a small amount of blood clotting glue to Leng Mo's back, which was already very effective, Leng Mo's injury was not serious, naturally it didn't need too much, besides, this blood clotting glue was applied too much, which was harmful and unprofitable.

Xi Shuang carefully bandaged Leng Mo's wound, for fear of accidentally pulling the senior brother, and after everything was over, Xiao Liu finally came in with a basin of water, he directly picked up Leng Mo and sent him to his room.

Xiao Liu and Leng Mo are gone, Xi Shuang wanted to follow, but Lei Lixing's injuries are more serious than those of Senior Brother, although there is no fever now, but once there is a fever, the consequences are unimaginable, and he may not be able to return to the sky.

Xi Shuang washed his hands, lowered his hand, touched the jade pendant on his waist, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

She had studied and played with this jade pendant before, and it seemed to be able to be used as a medicine guide, but how to do it, Xi Shuang still didn't know, but he clearly remembered that the master had said that this jade pendant was cold.

Xi Shuang untied the jade pendant, put it between Lei Lixing's forehead, and with a slight luck internal force, the faint white cold breath seeped into Lei Lixing's forehead, he snorted, calmed down again, and slept peacefully.

When it was done, Xi Shuang re-tied the jade pendant and rushed to the cold room "non-stop".

Although Leng Mo was not seriously injured, he lost too much blood, and if he did not get timely replenishment, he didn't know what the consequences would be. If you wait for the senior brother to re-make blood, it will take some time, and those medicinal supplements can only shorten the hematopoietic cycle, and cannot achieve the effect of short-term blood replenishment. If it were someone else, he could afford to wait for ten days and half a month, but Leng Mo was different, his eyes were very special, if he didn't get a full and timely blood supply, I was afraid that he would ......

Xi Shuang sent Xiao Liu out, closed the door, and slashed his hand with a knife, blood gurgled out, Xi Shuang thought it was not flowing fast enough, squeezed hard, and soon it was full of a teacup of blood.

When the master came to return the jade pendant that day, in addition to telling her that the jade pendant was cold, he also told Xi Shuang that her physique was the most cold spirit body and could be used in medicine.

Xi Shuang stopped the bleeding, bandaged it hastily, put his own blood into the boiled medicine, and sat at the head of the bed and fed Leng Mo one bite at a time. Although I drank less and more flowed out, I drank a little bit of it.

In addition to Xi Shuang and they were busy, the Spirit Clan Patriarch was not idle.

After the matter of the Tanwu Hall came to an end, there was a big change in the position of the elders of the Ling clan, and the patriarch of the Ling clan readjusted the position of the patriarch according to the people's will, and promoted the magistrate who was highly respected in the hearts of the people and dedicated to the people to elders.

"I said Dad, I'm already the head of the Tan Ling Sect now, so I'm busy?!"

"Busy, busy! You're busy! "The patriarch of the spirit clan said that he was going to beat Qingyuan, don't look at this patriarch in front of the elders dignified and majestic, and he acted resolutely, but he didn't have anything to do with his son, and it was useless to scold and beat.

"Hey, hey, dad, you're old and strong, and it's no problem to have one less elder to assist!" Qing Yuan dodged the beating of Patriarch Leng with a smile on his face.

"You rebel! I see you've been busy all day, and you're not busy at all! Patriarch Leng shook his head, sighed, and spoke slowly: "Yuan'er, I know that incident hit you hard, but you have been in a mess for more than ten years, and your father is old!" Patriarch Leng fell into deep thought, in fact, he didn't know if the decision at that time was correct, maybe it really harmed his son's life, but, he was the patriarch of the Spirit Clan, and some things were also involuntary!

Elder Qingyuan, oh no, now it's the master.

The head of Qingyuan took advantage of Patriarch Leng's sadness and melancholy, and quietly retreated. By the time Patriarch Leng came back to his senses and raised his head, the guy had already disappeared.

"Leng Zhenyuan! You get the hell out of here!! Patriarch Leng's roar of hatred made the entire Tanyuan Hall tremble, and when Xi Shuang and the others, who were busy in the East Hall, heard this roar, they naturally knew that it was their master's masterpiece.

In fact, when they heard that the master's common name was Leng Zhenyuan, who was the only son of the patriarch of the Spirit Clan, in addition to Leng Mo, who had always been calm, all of them had their pupils shocked.

Qing Yuan apprenticed to the Tan Ling faction because he was fun and noisy when he was a child, he couldn't calm down, and he couldn't stop for a moment, so the Leng patriarch sent Leng Zhenyuan to the Tan Ling faction to learn art. It's just that in order to prevent Leng Zhenyuan from acting mischiefly with his identity, he lied that Leng Zhenyuan had gone around to practice, and Leng Zhenyuan studied in the Tanling Sect under the name of Qingyuan.

Qing Yuan wanted to confess his identity in order to marry Bai Lu at that time, but he and Bai Lu missed it after all.

Patriarch Leng felt ashamed, and wanted to announce to the outside world that he Qingyuan was Leng Zhenyuan, but was stopped by Qingyuan. And the reason why he has hidden his identity for so many years is because he wants to accumulate strength, accumulate power, and wipe out Qingwu.

In fact, he has not been idle at the foot of the mountain, how did most of the high-ranking officials and nobles who were friends with Qingwu fall one by one, and that was the handiwork of Qingyuan. Hiding his identity is the only way to make Kiyogo take it lightly, and he can act freely.

"Leng Zhenyuan! You get the hell out of here!! You're a rebel!! Patriarch Leng's roar of hatred for iron and steel made the entire Tanyuan Hall tremble three times, and Xiao Liu, who happened to pass by the door, was frightened out of the basin in his hand.

"What am I doing?! Don't be busy with your go! Patriarch Leng was deflated on Qing Yuan's body, and was caught by Xiao Liu, and waved his hand awkwardly.