The shouts soared into the sky, hovering over the county government, and it was inspiring for a long time.

Yun Xiyao returned to the medicine shed again and handed the black cloak to Ying Yi next to her.

Eichi took the cloak in his hand, "Lord, there is also news from the Poison Doctor Pavilion that has returned." ”

"Put aside the matter over there for the time being, let's solve the matter on Yan Yuming's side first." Yun Xiyao raised her eyebrows slightly and rubbed her eyebrows.

Wang Sen followed and walked in, and the old man's face was serious, "Niangniang, Yan Yumin is a ruthless person, his methods are vicious, he can do any kind of thing, and burning the city is like his style." He once buried more than 10,000 people alive and left no one alive, and this time it was not a bluff. ”

"No matter what, you must not let him enter Qingcheng." Yun Xiyao nodded humbly, burning into a pool is the most stupid way, there is no one.

Eyes swept over, and the neatly placed decoction on the wooden table, Yun Xiyao looked towards Wang Sen, "Go to the city gate tomorrow and keep an eye on it carefully to prevent Yan Yuming from sneaking attack, he is cunning and difficult for ordinary people to deal with." ”

Wang Sen didn't notice anything wrong, three days was just a pretense, and the main thing was to rely on the queen mother to make decisions, nodded slightly and left in a flash.

Yun Xiyao gave Ying Yi a look, and decided not to let Wang Sen know about this matter, Ying Yi hesitated, and walked slowly towards the door.

A sharp knife appeared on Yun Xiyao's fingertips, she walked to the table, cut the palm of her hand with the tip of the knife, and wrote out one by one dripping into the medicinal liquid.

Fortunately, Wang Sen was not present, otherwise he would not have to turn the sky upside down when he saw this situation?

The beads of blood that had broken the thread slipped into the decoction, splashing shallow ripples, and they calmed down for a moment, not seeing anything abnormal, as if nothing had happened.

Yun Xiyao's color was faint, her face did not change, she simply treated the wound, and called someone in, "Come on!" ”

"Queen Mother!" Outside the door, a doctor was ready and walked in.

Yun Xiyao's voice was faint and casual, and she continued to order, "Hurry up and take these medicines out and give them to those who are most seriously injured three times a day." ”

"Yes, Queen!" The Healer's Alliance nodded respectfully and obediently, and people came in one after another, taking the decoction one by one.

After the last healer withdrew, Keichi hurriedly stepped forward, looking nervous, "Lord, how are you feeling?" You okay? ”

Yun Xiyao only felt amused for a while, shook her head affectionately, and didn't even look at the wound in her palm, "This little injury is nothing, don't be so nervous, it's just a blood donation." ”

Otherwise, what else can be done? At the moment of life and death, we must not lose the support of the people.

But in the eyes of Ying Yi, this matter is very serious. If the emperor is around, he may be able to stop it.

On his cold face, he hated to be able to drip water, and he began to think in pieces, "Lord, you must take care of your body, this is not a way at all, a few people and a dozen people, a day or two is okay, in this case, thousands of people are suffering from the epidemic, if it drags on for ten days and half a month, how can you get it?" ”

To put it mildly, the lives of those people together are not as valuable as the lives of the Lord, and they die when they die, and they have nothing to do with them, but the Lord must not have an accident.

Since coming to Qingcheng, the Lord has been exhausted, day and night, and his body has long been exhausted, and he has been bleeding from time to time, isn't it even worse?

There is also Yan Yuming's tiger and wolf army outside the city, eyeing the tiger and wanting to conquer the city at any time. Now Qingcheng is in danger, and the ancestor's body is tossing, what if something happens? How do I explain it to others?

Yun Xiyao chuckled, Ying followed her like a stuffy gourd all day long without smiling, in order to persuade herself, it was really not easy to say so many words.

"When did you become so preachy?"

It took a long time for him to say a word, "The subordinates are really worried that they can't do anything, so they will explain to the major pavilion masters." ”

"Don't worry, I have my own measure, and I will stop in moderation." Yun Xiyao gently wrapped the wound around and patted Ying Yi's chest.

He is not a brainless person, let alone for that kind of hypocritical feelings, he will sacrifice himself for others and disregard his own safety.

If something happens to him, I'm afraid the people of this city won't be able to survive, Yan Yuming wanted to burn it into a pond, it's not a joke at all, how could he lose a big loss because of a small one?

Within the scope of your ability, if you can save one more person, save one more person.

His master said this, and it was not easy to say anything in his eyes, but he lowered his eyes, wrinkled his brows, and silently stepped aside.

The plague in Qingcheng, Yuzhou, was rampant, spreading so fast that it was unprecedented, and it already affected the hearts of countless people.

Now, the confrontation between Beiyan and Yunxi is about to break out, and in an instant, all kinds of news are flying for a long time, and the forces of all parties are ready to move, and the wind and rain are coming.

Outside Qingcheng Pass, ten miles long pavilion, the night is as lonely as water.

The man was dressed in white, standing quietly in front of the pavilion, his ink hair flying, staring at the city tower in the distance.

The flames were all over the sky, like a long dragon flying, but the man was isolated from the world, listening alone, the sound of the breeze and falling leaves, and the whole person seemed to be one with the frost and snow......

"Miss Yao?" Suddenly, Su Xiaole's voice came to mind.

Dongfang Yunjing's eyes were as white as ice, looking into the distance, without any fluctuations on his face, unaffected in the slightest.

Yao Mengjun is dressed in red dust, clear and dazzling, like a fairy under the moon, she is really a rare beauty, followed by two men in black.

Su Xiaole pursed his lips, unhappy with yoga, with a vigilant face, and looked at Yao Mengjun with strange eyes.

"Oriental clouds." Yao Mengjun held the long sword in his hand, found the man behind him with a shallow smile, and then looked at Su Xiaole, "Long time no see!" ”

Su Xiaole rolled her eyes, her eyes were almost wrinkled, and she replied hehe, she didn't smile, this girl didn't look good.

The man withdrew his eyes, his eyelashes trembling to hide the ripples in his eyes, indifferent and cold.

Yao Mengjun took a deep breath, with an inexplicable nervousness, for some reason, there was always a little nervousness about the man in front of him.

A man who is indifferent to everything is actually the most terrifying, cold to the bone, as if he can see through everything, and people can't wait to find a place to get in.

Yao Mengjun was very reluctant to this marriage contract from the beginning, and what he liked was Brother Ming's proofing, gentle and elegant, like a man like a spring breeze.

Dongfang Yunjing was tepid, with a touch of alienation, "I don't know what Miss Yao is here for?" ”

Su Xiaole rolled his eyes and glanced at Yao Mengjun obliquely, this woman really came to this plague, I'm afraid it can't be separated from him, she will really find something to do for the young master, and no one cares if she is full.

Yao Mengjun became more and more annoyed, the man in front of him was always like this, cold and indifferent, and he was straightforward about everything, but he didn't have anything to do with him.

The anger that had just been put on had to be suppressed again, with a smile on his face, "I just heard that I saw Dongfang Gongzi in the county seat, and I thought they were lying to me, so I wanted to come and see it in person, but I didn't expect it to be you." ”

Dongfang Yunjing looked at Yao Mengjun quietly, pursed his lips and said nothing, the breeze was blowing, Yao Mengjun's face turned red, with a touch of embarrassment......