Young Envoy Qingluan flew around with Yun Qian in the canopy, but this time, she carefully held Yun Qian like a little princess.

Yun Qian was embarrassed and indignant, and shouted weakly: "You let me go quickly, I can go by myself!" ”

"Don't make a fuss, if you make any more trouble, I'll cut your tongue!" Young Envoy Qingluan said angrily. She was a girl after all, and it was the first time she had held a man like this, and the nervous taste in her heart that seemed to be shy and irritated made her irritable. Yun Qian was very sluggish, still struggling in her arms for some reason, and inevitably touched some more sensitive parts. Qingluan Shao's whole body felt like she had been electrocuted, and she couldn't use her strength, so she snapped twice and sealed Yun Qian's acupoint.

Yun Qian was even more unhappy now: "I'm like this, what are you doing with my acupoint!" ”

Qingluan Shao Envoy blushed and whispered: "Who made you move?" ”

"Don't move, don't move. Hurry up and untie it for me. The feeling of losing consciousness all over the body made Yun Qian very uncomfortable.

Qingluan Shao made his slender hands dance lightly, and untied the Yunqian acupoint. Yun Qian was about to stretch his muscles, but he felt the murderous gaze coming to him. Yun Qian didn't dare to move anymore, and stiffened his body, as if it was even more uncomfortable than being pointed.

Qingluan Shao's eyes flashed softly, and he said in a low voice: "What are you doing so nervous?" ”

"You won't let me move." Yun Qian was aggrieved.

"Giggles, I don't know if you're really stupid or fake." The young envoy Qingluan chuckled halfway through but choked up a little.

"Young Envoy, where are you going to take me?" Yun Qian asked.

"Take you to the altar I teach." Young Envoy Qingluan glanced at Yun Qian.

Sure enough, this woman still refuses to let go of herself, and Yun Qian is secretly sad. He pretended to be pitiful and said, "Young Envoy, you don't want to torture me, do you?" ”

"Who dare!" The young envoy Qingluan was furious, but he found that he was a little out of shape, smiled awkwardly, and changed the topic: "Don't call the young envoy old, it's ugly!" I have a name, it's called Willow Mingxiang, the willow of the willow tree, the tea of the fragrant tea—"

"The fragrance of tea." Yun Qian answered.

Young Envoy Qingluan glanced at Yun Qian, and said angrily: "It's the fragrance of willow leaves." “

Yun Qian was speechless and argued: "It's not all one word. “

"I just like the fragrance of willow leaves, can you handle it!" Liu Mingxiang said angrily, and her body seemed to really exude the fragrance of pure and plain willow leaves.

"I know, Miss Liu is an elegant person. I admire it under it! Yun Qian changed his previous calmness, and instead teased Liu Mingxiang a little frivolously. It was an indescribable feeling, and Liu Mingxiang seemed to be a little more human than Qingluan.

Liu Mingxiang snorted: "You were stupid by the arrows of the Poison Arrow Gate." It's so badly hurt, don't talk. “

Yun Qian heard that Liu Mingxiang really cared about herself, and her heart warmed. After a while, he asked again, "Miss Liu, is your Yan Sect's branch far away from here?" “

"It's almost there." Liu Mingxiang said lightly.

"Then how many rudders do you Yan Sect have in the Patriotic Kingdom?" Yun Qian asked with a grin.

"Shut up." Liu Mingxiang said impatiently.

The moon gradually set in the west, and the faint moonlight was imprinted on the thin veil of Liu Mingxiang, and her pink little mouth could be faintly seen rising gently. After a moment, Yun Qian broke the silence again: "Miss Mingxiang, why do you Yanjiao keep staring at me?" ”

Liu Mingxiang glanced down at Yun Qian, and pretended not to hear him speak, and the wind under her feet became faster and faster.

"Young Envoy Liu, how many are you among the five major young envoys?" Yun Qian asked again.

Liu Mingxiang didn't look at Yun Qian this time, and made up her mind not to pay attention to him. Her chin was raised slightly, and the half-moon was reflected in her clear eyes, surging waves. She could feel that Yun Qian was just comforting herself. The person in his arms is obviously his hostage, why should he sacrifice his life to save himself. Yun Qian was still so cold as snow before, why is it warm like spring now. Liu Mingxiang, who has been trained as a killer weapon since she was a child, seems to have a strange feeling in her heart at this time.

After another seven or eight miles, Yun Qian's excitement from the beginning became weaker and weaker. I don't know when, he no longer has the strength to speak to Liu Mingxiang. Yun Qian, who drooped his head, his eyelids were about to close heavily, but the tingling and burning of the ten thousand ants on his back could make his few remaining nerves tense.

"Subordinates, see Young Envoy Qingluan." Yun Qian felt that he was being taken to a dim place, and when he heard such a sentence, he fainted.

Liu Mingxiang's murderous aura made the Yan Sect's disciples shudder, and they panicked and moved out of the way.

This branch of the Yan Sect was built in a dilapidated mine dozens of miles northwest of Jinlingcheng. Although the depth of this cave is not long, there are many intricate forks. Cultists wearing the cloak characteristic of the Cult of Fire patrolled back and forth inside.

Liu Mingxiang hugged Yun Qian, skillfully opened various secret doors, and shuttled through the mine. Finally, she took Yun Qian to a quiet stone room. A delicate-looking female disciple greeted her and asked curiously, "Young envoy, you're finally back." How did you get hurt? What is this...?"

Liu Mingxiang just nodded indifferently and ordered, "Ask someone to make a basin of hot water, and bring more clean towels and gauze." Go and fetch a jar of spirits, three bottles of golden medicine, and twenty pills of Essence Pill. ”

"Twenty grains? I'm afraid—" The female believer was startled and said with some embarrassment.

"Afraid of what?" Liu Mingxiang raised her eyebrows, "If there are not enough in the pharmacy, you can go to those leaders and say that I want it, if you don't let them come to me!" If you can't find it, you can use your life to resist it. ”

Qingluan Shao Envoy acts with full ruthlessness when he laughs and scolds on weekdays, and today he is like this, I don't know how many people will be angry and suffered. Thinking of Liu Mingxiang's methods, the female believer was frightened and left in a hurry.

Liu Mingxiang strode into the stone room with Yun Qian in her arms and carefully placed him on the bed. The sweat and blood stains on her face stuck the veil to her face, and Liu Mingxiang irritably pulled the veil aside, revealing a delicate and slightly innocent face. At this time, her cheeks were slightly red, and there were countless mixed emotions rippling in her watery eyes.

Liu Mingxiang bit her lower lip lightly with a few white teeth, and she gently cut off the clothes on Yun Qian's body little by little. Yun's shallow and white back is filled with a strange black at the moment, which is shocking. Dozens of steel needles were inserted unevenly on it, and a sleeve arrow was completely submerged in it, and there were countless thin sword marks. Looking at Yun Qian's arm again, it was also wrapped in bandages, and it had already been completely dyed dark red at this time. It turned out that he also had such a big wound on his arm, I really don't know what kind of severe pain he endured to fight for his life. Liu Mingxiang's nose was sore, and two lines of crystal tears slipped down her cheeks.

"Young envoy, everything you ordered has been delivered." The female believer said tremblingly outside.

Liu Mingxiang wiped her face with her dirty sleeves, and said in a deep voice: "Take it in and put it on the table, and then go out and wait." No one is allowed to come in or leave without my command. ”

"Yes."

Liu Mingxiang dipped a towel in some hot water, gently wiped Yun Qian's back, and then soaked gauze in spirits to disinfect Yun Qian's wound. The liquor touched the wound, and Yun Qian trembled slightly in the coma.

After finishing the basic cleaning work, Liu Mingxiang pulled out the steel needles on Yun Qian's back one by one. These steel needles are coated with the unique poison of the Poison Arrow Gate, and Liu Mingxiang's face is worried. Then, she gently took a knife and picked out the Hidden Arrow on Yun Qian's back. If the sleeve arrow goes up a few inches, I'm afraid it will hurt my heart.

Liu Mingxiang's hands were trembling, and she made a few more small cuts on Yun Qian's back, then gritted her teeth and put her red lips on Yun Qian's back. The smell of sweat and blood on Yun Qian's back made Liu Mingxiang almost nauseous, but she still insisted on sucking out Yun Qian's poisonous blood in small sips.

After some hard work, most of the black on Yun Qian's back dissipated, leaving only some scars and bruises. Liu Mingxiang carefully cleaned and bandaged Yun Qian, and then laid him flat on the bed. Yun Qian's face was extremely pale, but there was a faint demonic red mark at the center of his eyebrows.

Liu Mingxiang collapsed in an instant. The inconspicuous red mark on the center of the eyebrows is a deadly and poisonous Peugeot, Dansha eyebrows. There is no other solution to this poison in this world except for the unique antidote of the Poison Arrow Gate. When it invades the human meridians, only a faint red thread will appear in the center of the patient's eyebrows, which is very imperceptible. Dansha eyebrow drawing specializes in the human heart and viscera, and the speed of diffusion depends on the internal force of the poisoner. If the internal force of the poisoned person cannot effectively protect the heart and organs against the invasion of toxins, he will soon die.

Liu Mingxiang poured more than 20 Jingyan Pills into Yun Qian's mouth with warm water, and then in a hurry, regardless of his internal injuries, he forcibly used his skills to add an extra line of defense to Yun Qian's heart and viscera. This method of forcibly using external forces to help guard the heart is extremely dangerous. If his internal strength is weak and cannot be formed, the external force will increase the spread of the toxin, but fortunately, half of Murong Ju's cultivation has given Yun Qian a great guarantee. With the double blessing of his own internal force and Liu Mingxiang's internal force, Yun Qian's life can be regarded as being saved for the time being.

After doing everything, Liu Mingxiang was exhausted. She only felt that it was dark in front of her, so she lay on Yun Qian's body and fell asleep.

Outside the stone room, several Yan Sect disciples waited anxiously. It's been most of the day, and there's no movement in it. The young envoy gave the order to die, and one of them was anxious, one thirsty, and one hungry, but they did not dare to leave without permission.

Finally, the door to the stone chamber opened. When the three disciples saw Liu Mingxiang, their eyes lit up as if they had seen the manifestation of the great god Zhurong. Liu Mingxiang covered her face with a veil again, and her empty eyes were emotionless, which made the disciples a little worried. Liu Mingxiang didn't pay attention to it, but said lightly: "You, continue to guard here, and you are not allowed to tell anyone about the people in this stone room, and you are not allowed to let anyone in." The rest of you two go to the stone room next door to prepare a pot of fragrant soup and a set of clean clothes. ”

The two congregants looked at the female believer who had stayed behind with some gloating.

Five days have passed in a blink of an eye, and Liu Mingxiang spends most of her time by Yun Qian's side every day.

At this moment, Liu Mingxiang sat beside Yun Qian as usual and closed her eyes to breathe, but she felt that the people around her moved slightly.

Yun Qian woke up faintly, and he saw the back of a woman in a haze, and began to call something softly, but he could only hiss hoarsely. Liu Mingxiang was startled, and when she saw Yun Qian's slightly open eyes, she couldn't help choking and said, "You... Wake up...!"

After a long time, Yun Qian's consciousness regained a few points, and he saw the woman with a green veil in his eyes, and the disappointment in his eyes flashed. His mouth was slightly open, and his lips were chapped and peeling. Seeing that his condition was stable again, Liu Mingxiang hurriedly poured a glass of water and gently fed Yun Qian to drink.

The pure water moisturizes Yunqian's dry mouth little by little. After a few hours, he felt that his throat finally stopped burning, and asked in a weak voice, "How many days have I been in a coma?" “

"Five days..."Liu Mingxiang couldn't hold back anymore after squeezing out two words with difficulty, leaning over Yun Qian's chest and sobbing sadly.