The first thing she did when she returned to Yunguo was to hurry back to see what was going on with Meng Yu, she was really afraid that the evil god would do something to Meng Yu.

"Meng Yu, Meng Yu." Song Qingyi kept shouting, hoping to hear Meng Yu's answer.

However, Song Qingyi shouted for a long time, but still no one answered him.

At this time, Song Qingyi began to be anxious, and the words of the evil god kept echoing in his ears.

Could it be that Meng Yu really had an accident?

Song Qingyi didn't dare to think about it, and didn't want to believe it, so she hurriedly rushed towards the back room.

At this time, Song Qingyi finally saw Meng Yu's figure.

The originally tall figure is now curled up on the bed, and the whole person looks much thinner.

Song Qingyi didn't expect that in just a few days after he was away, Meng Yu had already become what he is now.

hurriedly ran towards Meng Yu, only to see Meng Yu on the bed, his face was pale, and his original vermilion lips had lost their original color.

And Meng Yu looked very painful now, as if he was trying his best to endure the pain, biting his lip directly to prevent himself from making a sound.

The lips that were originally bloodless were now directly bitten by Meng Yu, oozing a trace of blood.

Seeing such a Meng Yu, Song Qingyi's heart was very uncomfortable.

"Meng Yu, it's me Qingyi, can you hear me?" Song Qingyi looked at Meng Yudao in front of him.

It's just that Meng Yu is as if he can't hear a single voice from the outside world, still unmoved, and his lips are biting to death.

Song Qingyi's face also shed tears.

Then Song Qingyi wiped the tears from her face, she knew that now was not the time for her to suffer.

Looking at Meng Yu in front of him, Song Qingyi began to check Meng Yu's body.

It doesn't matter if you don't check it, the inspection suddenly made Song Qingyi even more sad.

Meng Yu was already infected with the plague, and now the plague on his body is getting more and more serious, and even the previous cancer has begun to worsen because of this plague.

If she doesn't come back today, I'm afraid that when she comes back again, Meng Yu will become a corpse.

Looking at the man in front of him who didn't want to make a sound even if he was in pain, Song Qingyi's eyes became firm.

"Don't worry, I will definitely cure you, you will be fine, you will be the same as before." Song Qingyi said, and went directly into the space and began to tinker.

Now Meng Yu is like this, he must undergo surgery, as long as the operation is successful, the pain on Meng Yu's body will be reduced.

Directly took out the things to be used for the operation from the space, and seeing Meng Yu in such pain, Song Qingyi directly took out the anesthetic needle to relieve Meng Yu's pain.

When everything was ready, Song Qingyi began to operate on Meng Yu.

I don't know how long time has passed, Song Qingyi watched the condition in front of him worsen again.

The probability of success in this humble place is too low, because it is too simple, Meng Yu was accidentally infected, and now he is in danger.

Looking at Meng Yu in front of him, Song Qingyi directly knelt on the ground and leaned down beside Meng Yu and kept crying.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault." At this time, Song Qingyi was very self-blaming in his heart, if it weren't for himself, Meng Yu would not have become what he is now.

Just when Song Qingyi was feeling guilty, suddenly the door was kicked open directly, and a group of people directly surrounded Song Qingyi.

"Arrest her!" Many of them were ordinary people, and when they saw Song Qingyi, their faces were full of resentment.

Soon, someone stepped forward and directly arrested Song Qingyi.

Just after the operation, I cried for a long time, Song Qingyi at this time had no way to resist at all, and looked at Meng Yu behind him and felt even more uncomfortable. Let's read a book

Soon, Song Qingyi was taken out directly, and no one cared about Meng Yu who was lying on the bed and dying.

Song Qingyi, who was arrested, was directly tied to a thick wooden stake, and there were piles of firewood around him.

They wanted to burn Song Qingyi to death.

"Execute this shrine maiden!" There were people in the audience shouting incessantly.

I don't know where the rumors spread from, now everyone thinks that Song Qingyi is a witch, and it is she who used witchcraft to turn them into what they are now.

"Burn this shrine maiden, as long as she's dead, we'll be fine!"

The sound is endless.

Song Qingyi's face was full of despair when he heard the words of these people.

What she is most worried about now is Meng Yu, and she doesn't know how Meng Yu is doing at this time.

Someone had a torch in his hand and walked directly towards Song Qingyi.

Looks like she's going to die here today.

Song Qingyi closed her eyes directly, and a tear slipped directly from the corner of Song Qingyi's eyes.

Just when the man was about to light the fire, someone suddenly appeared and kicked the torch off the man's hand, and chaos suddenly appeared around him.

When she heard these voices, Song Qingyi opened her eyes.

What caught his eye was Wei Xuehan's figure, only to see Wei Xuehan directly repel the man, and then quickly came to Song Qingyi's face, and the long sword in his hand directly cut the rope that bound Song Qingyi.

When the officers and soldiers got the news that someone was making trouble, they hurriedly sent a lot of people to rush to this side.

Wei Xuehan directly grabbed Song Qingyi's hand and started running.

However, when the surrounding people saw this, they directly stepped forward to block their way, and they didn't know how many layers there were inside and out.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wei Xuehan's eyes were even more cold.

"Hurry up and hand over the shrine maiden!" Someone among the people shouted.

Then more and more people were shouting, asking Wei Xuehan to hand over Song Qingyi.

Although there were only two of them, those people didn't dare to step forward when they saw Wei Xuehan having a sword in his hand, after all, they all wanted to live well.

As if seeing the thoughts in the hearts of these people, Wei Xuehan held a long sword in his hand, held Song Qingyi's hand with one hand, and kept approaching those people.

Sure enough, this trick was very effective, and those Baixin kept retreating when they saw this kind of scene.

And just when they could soon leave this kind of place, all the officers and soldiers who received the news came directly.

Seeing this, the people hurriedly gave way, only to see that the swords in the hands of the officers and soldiers were all pointing at Song Qingyi and Wei Xuehan.

"Hand over Song Qingyi, and we won't embarrass you." One of the officers and soldiers said to Wei Xuehan.

Even so, Wei Xuehan did not give up the idea of Song Qingyi at all.

In any case, Song Qingyi is his friend, so naturally he can't let these people arrest Song Qingyi.

Then, Wei Xuehan turned to Song Qingyi and said, "I'll drag them down later, you take the opportunity to run quickly, and after you leave, I'll go to find you." ”

Listening to Wei Xuehan's words, Song Qingyi nodded directly.

When those officers and soldiers saw Wei Xuehan, they had no intention of handing over people, and they were not ready to talk nonsense, so they attacked the two directly.

Wei Xuehan also raised his sword to meet him, and directly turned his head to Song Qingyi and said, "Run!" ”