Qin Yan couldn't care about anything, he shot at the ring like an arrow, and asked in a calm and hoarse voice, "How!" Three fingers pressed on Weiyang's wrist and went to check the pulse in person.

Mu Qinghan watched from a distance, and his heart was cold. Helplessly, Yan'er has a special identity, and he can't be too obvious.

Chu Xu gloated and mocked on the side: "Don't waste your efforts, there is no solution to the ghost grass, even if I die, he will have to bury me!" ”

Qin Yan's sword was unsheathed, and he joined forces with Sanjiu to fight the thin and tall man.

Sanjiu was empty, kicked up the remnant rainbow sword that Weiyang fell to the ground, and under the double swords, the man immediately fell behind, was injured by Qin Yan's sword at the collarbone, and fell off the stands.

Zuo Qing's eyebrows and eyes were all twisted, he stood up and came to Chu Xu's side in two steps, raising his feet regardless of whether it was his face or where he kicked it all the time, "You look down on the master too much, and the ghost grass can be regarded as poisonous?" Out of a rage, he returned to Weiyang's side, snatched the sword in Sanjiu's hand, and quickly cut a wound on her arm, the upward blue line was cut off, Zuo Qing tore his robe and tied the upper side of Weiyang's arm, so that the poisonous blood flowed out along the gap.

When Shen Luochen arrived, he saw this scene, he was so frightened that his heart and gall were broken, and his figure flashed and the person had already fallen on the stage, and he stretched out his hand to ask Weiyang's wrist for pulse.

"It's okay at the moment, there's no need to worry, the most important thing is to go back and prepare the antidote, otherwise her life is in danger!" Although Qin Yan's voice was indifferent at this time, no one knew that the hand in his sleeve was trembling slightly.

After taking the medicine that Zuo Qing brought with him, Weiyang stopped vomiting blood, his breathing was smooth, and the previous fatal feeling of suffocation disappeared, "Zuo Qing, abolish his martial arts, be thorough!" ”

"Just kill it, why bother with this!" Zuo Qing muttered dissatisfiedly, raised his sword and shook it lazily in front of Chu Xu, and was ruthless, picking his tendons neatly, and crushing his pipa bones by the way.

Chu Xu's somewhat fearful eyes stared at the approaching sword in Zuo Qing's hand, and the moment the sword fell, he roared in pain, and his body trembled in pain.

Shen Luochen picked up Weiyang Fei and got out of the ring, and Qin Yan took the sword in Zuo Qing's hand and returned it to Qi Yan personally.

"Shen Luochen wait!" Weiyang spoke up to stop Shen Luochen's swift footsteps.

Shen Luochen looked at her and stopped without asking more.

"Go and bring Chu Xu down!" Weiyang instructed Sanjiu.

Sanjiu did not restrain himself, one took off and went to the ring again, and the famous families looked a little dumbfounded, the light skill was extremely beautiful, and many of them were afraid that they couldn't do it, but the inconspicuous young man was only the entourage of the man in white.

Sanjiu carried Chu Xu to the ground, and a person suddenly rushed out from the side, snatched Chu Xu on Sanjiu's shoulder and ran away.

Once again, many people were dumbfounded.

When Sanjiu came back to his senses and tried to chase after him, there was only an afterimage left of the man.

"No need to chase! Inform Sijiu to lead the beggars to return to the helm, Sanjiu, you go to the master of the Jade Alliance to take back my things, and thank you for me! Weiyang gave an order, and Sanjiu Gong didn't ask much after receiving the order, and went to do things by himself.

"Shen Luochen, please send me back to Qingqi Winery!" Although Weiyang did not feel unwell after taking Zuo Qing's medicine, she also knew that she couldn't hold on for a long time, so she would go back first.

Along the way, Shen Luochen didn't say a word, the wind was blowing under his feet, and he returned to Qingqing, put down Weiyang, stretched out his hand, and took the pulse again, and then went to prescribe medicine.

Weiyang sat in front of the bed as if nothing happened, raised his arm to see the wound dripping blue blood. Although the blood flow is not fast, but the poison of the ghost grass cannot stop the bleeding, once the bleeding is forcibly stopped, the blue blood flows back to the heart, and the person will definitely die.

Shen Luochen had never been so flustered as he was now, he made a prescription with his own hands, grabbed the herbs with his own hands and watched the boiling medicine himself, and an hour later, a bowl of medicine was brought to Weiyang's eyes.

Weiyang's lips were white with blue shadows, frowning at the bowl of medicinal soup that was still steaming, and finally sighed, but in the end he still picked up the bowl and wrinkled his nose and closed his breath and swallowed it in small gulps.

Shen Luochen was not at ease, and carefully compared and weighed the detoxification method he knew in his life, this medicine did not know if it could cure the poison of the ghost grass, but at least it could temporarily save Weiyang's life.

Two hours later, a bowl of medicine was fried and brought to the bed, and Weiyang faced the bed, not knowing whether he was asleep or awake.

"Weiyang?" Shen Luochen called softly.

Weiyang did not react.

Shen Luochen put down the medicine bowl, sat down on the edge of the bed, and reached out to probe Weiyang's pulse, which was weaker than before, and hurriedly moved Weiyang's body, but he had already fainted.

Sitting cross-legged behind Weiyang, he used the internal attack to help her expel poison and heal her injuries. Half an hour later, the blue blood on the arm dripped out again, and after a while, he woke up faintly.

He fed the decoction to Weiyang's lips, and Weiyang leaned on his arms and drank the medicine with his hand, but he felt that his strength was shorter and he was not uncomfortable.

"I just feel sleepy, it's out of the way, you don't need to worry!" Weiyang stretched out his hand to smooth Shen Luochen's tangled eyebrows, and comforted him softly.

Shen Luochen hugged Weiyang tightly in his arms, pillowed on her shoulders and didn't say a word, but he was terribly scared in his heart.

This is what Qin Yan saw when he came in, Weiyang seemed to be asleep, and Shen Luochen's face was solemn.

He still couldn't control himself, and he had to see her okay with his own eyes to feel at ease. Standing at the door with his lips pursed: "Luo Chen? ”

Shen Luochen gently put down the sleeping Weiyang, and pulled the quilt to cover it before getting up and getting out of bed: "Senior brother, the poison of that ghost grass is particularly stubborn, I tried both sides but it didn't work!" As he spoke, he handed over the two prescriptions he had previously opened.

Qin Yan took the prescription and handed it to Shen Luochen with a delicate box in his hand, "Snow Lotus, although you can't bring the dead back to life, you can still save your life, use it first!" "Look at the prescription, in the end, his prescription is more clever, and he can't do it himself.

I didn't care about avoiding suspicion, and walked to the bed.

Approaching the side of the bed and looking at the arm that was still dripping blood, the pale blue blood accumulated under the arm, forming a pool of blue water, which smelled very bitter. Stretched out his hand and carefully checked the pulse, the pulse seemed to be empty, and the internal force seemed to be empty.

The two took turns taking care of Weiyang, and from time to time they helped her expel drugs.

Yunxi thanked Weiyang for rescuing her aunt, and consciously took care of the food, clothing, housing and transportation of several people, very dedicated.

After the end of the martial arts competition, where did the people in the rivers and lakes come from and where they returned, and they have gone seventy or eighty percent in three or four days.

When Qi Yan came to say goodbye, Weiyang was in a coma, and the 39th generation Weiyang thanked him, and he left some valuable medicinal materials before leaving.

Although Mu Qinghan didn't come over, he never left the city, and the snow lotus was what he gave to Qin Yan. In the past few days, he has been restless in the 'Tianxia Money Village', and from time to time he has asked Tingfeng to come over to inquire about the news.

In three or five days, waves of people on the rivers and lakes to inquire about the news came, and it was better to come clearly, so they were sent away; But there are always those who don't open their eyes, and they have to come secretly at night.

Cang Xin was still more tolerant, and the sacrifice was not so easy to speak, and he completely turned into a devil, and Anxinlou alone lost a lot of people here, and the people sent out by the Killer League and Hai Batian all went and never returned.

Sanjiu stayed outside the Weiyang Gate all day long, with a serious expression and never left.

Weiyang fell asleep for three days, and woke up on the fourth day feeling better, but his face became paler.

After Elder Qi was rescued, Sijiu passed on the order of the gang leader, asking him to escort Elder Qian and Elder Bai back to Beijing to deal with it, and ordered him to temporarily take charge of the beggar gang and wait for the gang leader's order.

After Elder Qi received the order, he left Luochuan and returned to Beijing with a group of people.

Two days later, Weiyang passed out again.

"Senior brother, if this continues, the poison will run out before the blood is resolved, and she will die the same!" Shen Luochen's face was gloomy, and his voice was hoarse.

How could Qin Yan not know, watching her lose weight day by day, her arms were white and almost transparent, the blood vessels were clearly visible, her body was so soft that she couldn't sit steadily, and she couldn't stand up, but the blood from the wound couldn't stop, once the blue blood stopped flowing out, she would suffocate.

This kind of helpless situation is also the first time Qin Yan has encountered it. Both of them are not weak crowns, one has lived in the deep valley for a long time, and the other was born in Jinxiu, when they have experienced such dangers, they are helpless.

Qin Yan stood at the table, the pen hanging on his wrist did not fall for a long time, and after thinking about it, he finally wanted to prescribe a life-threatening medicine.

"Senior brother, this thousand-year-old ginseng can't be used, and Weiyang's body is too weak to make up!" Shen Luochen shook his hand and took the prescription, folded it a few times and stuffed it into his sleeve, and wrote down the warm and tonic medicine of Ganoderma lucidum grass.

Qin Yan sighed silently and nodded silently.

"Give it to me, I've taken care of Xun'er for many years, and the decoction can't stop me!" Yunxi took the recipe and went to decoct the medicine and guarded it personally.

Shen Luochen's eyes sank, he was very grateful to Yunxi for taking care of Weiyang. Looking at the person on the bed, my heart hurt so much that I felt uncomfortable in my chest even when I breathed.

In the second half of the night, Weiyang woke up. Seeing Qin Yan snuggling up to the outside of the bed and resting with her eyes closed, she felt distressed for a moment, and she didn't think about why she had such a perception.

Struggling to sit up, his body was too weak to exert any strength.

Qin Yan knew as soon as she woke up, when this stubborn little thing would be able to settle down.

Stretched out his arms to help her sit up and lean on the pillow, turned around and took the warm tonic on the table, "Drink this, it's hard to eat when it's cold!" There was a gentle persuasion in his voice that he didn't know.

Weiyang raised his arm several times, but he never lifted it.

Qin Yan sighed, holding the bowl close to her lips with one hand, and gently holding her shoulder with the other. Weiyang drank two sips and was so tired that he couldn't support it anymore, and his body fell into Qin Yan's arms.

The bowl of medicine was sprinkled on his hand, and he was a little confused.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I really don't have the strength, you go wash your hands quickly, don't burn it!" After Weiyang gasped and finished speaking a long sentence, his body became more and more soft and fell into Qin Yan's arms, unable to sit still any longer.

Qin Yan trembled lightly and lifted Weiyang's body into his arms completely, and put half of the medicinal soup in the bowl to her lips again, "It's okay, drink it first." The voice was so soft that Weiyang couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at him.

She couldn't read the emotion in Qin Yan's eyes.

didn't have time to think about it, and after drinking the medicine, Weiyang fell asleep again.

Qin Yan gently put down Weiyang, wanted to get up and put down the bowl in his hand, but Weiyang's little hand grabbed the placket of his clothes and refused to let go.

Weiyang lost too much blood and his body was cold, so he slept comfortably relying on Qin Yan's body temperature.

Before dawn, Zuo Qing returned.

didn't have time to freshen up or knock on the door, and broke into Weiyang's room, "Hey, hey, are you dead?" ”

Qin Yan had already heard the sound of his footsteps coming into this room, and he gently put down Weiyang, and his body left the bed and hid by the door.

Zuo Qing shouted while pushing the door, and thanks to this shout, he saw Qin Yan standing next to the door when he entered the door, standing with a knife in his hand. Instinctively took a step back, rolled his eyes and trotted close to the bed, stretched out his hand and pulled Weiyang's still bleeding arm, muttering to himself: "If you don't die, you can still be saved!" ”

Qin Yan looked at the wild man in front of him in disbelief, if he hadn't been able to tell from his voice that he was Zuo Qing, he would really have killed the person who dared to approach Weiyang.

Where is Zuo Qing still the beautiful boy? The color of the robe can no longer be seen, and what is even worse is that it is not enough to cover the body. Clothes are not clothes, materials are not materials, and the wisps are so dirty that they are unsightly. A pair of hard-soled boots became straw sandals, with two big toes exposed; Half of his legs were bare, his pants seemed to have been torn off by something, the scars on his calves were scabbed with blood, his sleeves were missing, and his arms were covered with scratches from sharp claws, which was shocking. There were several bloody streaks on his face, his eye sockets were deep, and his hair was scattered and tangled in the back of his head.

Shen Luochen slept on the bed with his clothes closed, and when he heard the movement in this room, he got up, and ran over before he could put on his shoes, looking at Zuo Qing in front of him and about to make a move.

"Luo Chen, that's Zuo Qing!" Qin Yan stopped him in time.

Shen Luochen closed his palms and looked at him carefully.