Wei Lan came to the cage where the colorful little fox was kept, only to see that the little fox was still lying on his stomach softly, his eyes were blank, his eyes were dull, he looked lifeless, and he couldn't see the slightest anger and vitality.

Wei Lan lifted the cage and looked at the place where the little fox was stabbed by Nan Yiheng, the wound was not deep, the fur around him was stained red with blood, and the wound was still bubbling with blood beads, if it was not treated in time, it might be infected and inflamed.

Wei Lan took out a small white porcelain bottle wrapped in a gray cloth from her bosom, poured some of the medicinal powder in the bottle into the corner of the gray cloth, folded it into a long strip, slowly stretched it into the cage, and gently sprinkled it on the injured part of the little fox.

Wei Lan saw the little fox shrink for a moment, and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm helping you heal your injuries, this day star powder is very expensive and effective." The movements of the hands did not stop, and after three times, the bottle was covered and wrapped in a gray cloth and put away in his arms.

Wei Lan looked at the little fox who was still listless, sighed and said: "Little fox, I know that you are different from ordinary small animals, you are extremely spiritual, and you don't want to be slaved by people, but in order to save the girl who was bitten by you, take your essence and blood into medicine, it is really forced by the situation and forced to do so." You don't have to worry too much, seeing that you value that girl so much, I think she will definitely treat you well. The little fox just lay down and closed his eyes.

At this time, Lin Weihuo hurriedly came over: "Wei Lan, why are you here?" Quick, that girl seems to be in a bad situation after drinking the medicine, and she is in a hurry to find you. Before Wei Lan could put down the little fox, he directly pulled him and left.

Wei Lan was also anxious and asked, "What's wrong with that girl?" "I don't know, I'm just shouting after spitting out black blood." Lin Weidao.

When the two of them arrived in the room, they were dumbfounded. I saw the cotton wool flying in the room, the bed tent collapsing, and the two people wrapped in the gauze tent seemed to be staging a thrilling hand-to-hand fight, entangled in one place, accompanied by a roar of pain.

Lin Wei coughed unconsciously, cleared his throat, and said, "Master, Wei Lan is here." "Get the tent." "Yes." The two answered, and the two of them tore open the tent with their hands, and pulled it to the side, revealing the two people who hugged each other tightly.

Wei Lan couldn't help but be stunned when she saw Nan Yiheng's arm being scratched with blood, and then looked at the little girl who was locked in his arms, screaming in her mouth, but the whole person was in a state of madness, grabbing her hands indiscriminately.

Wei Lan put the cage in her hand and hurriedly stepped forward, took out the silver needle and pricked it at her rooftop acupoint, and Xia Qingyu fainted.

Wei Lan looked at Xia Qingyu's face that the black had faded away, then looked at her eyeballs, grabbed her wrist and checked her pulse, groaned for a while, as if she was taken aback, threw away her hand, and rechecked Xia Qingyu's pulse in disbelief, before she said to Nan Yiheng with a solemn face: "Master, this girl's colorful fox poison has been cured, but for some reason there is an extremely powerful true qi in her body running around, if she can't suppress this little girl, she will be shaken apart by this powerful true qi and break her body to death."

Nan Yiheng said: "Can I, you and Lin Wei work together to suppress the true qi in her body?" "Master, no need, you are still too young, let me use the silver needle technique to trap her first and then try it with Lin Wei and the others."

"How sure are you?" South Yiheng Road. "Eighty percent." "Okay, let's get started." "Master, your injury? I'll take care of it for you first. Wei Lan looked at Nan Yiheng's bloody arm. Save her first. Nan Yiheng looked at the wound on his hand and frowned.

"Yes." Wei Lan knew his master's temperament, so he had to turn around and concentrate on applying needles to the major acupuncture points on Xia Qingyu's body, and after the needles were applied, he beckoned Lin Wei to come over. Lin Wei pressed his palms on the two big points behind Xia Qingyu to transport internal force, and Wei Lan and Xia Qingyu connected their palms to urge internal force. After a while, I saw Xia Qingyu frowning, the clouds and mist above his head were steaming, and the three of them were sweating profusely.

Nan Yiheng watched worriedly on the side, and his eyes caught a glimpse of a gourd hanging from Xia Qingyu's waist, and his heart moved, guessing that the internal force in Xia Qingyu's body should have been passed on to her by the old man in the water cave.

At that time, he was in a coma for a short time, and when he woke up, he heard that the old man was dead, and he must have died of exhaustion of his true qi. Nan Yiheng guessed well. The gourd hanging from Xia Qingyu's waist contained the ashes of the demon grandfather, and the first thing she did when she came out of the water hole that day was to place the ashes of the demon grandfather, thinking that she would return to Moyin Valley and bury him well, so she kept carrying it.

More than two hours later, I saw Wei Lan and Lin Wei both withdraw their hands, slowly exhaling their breath, and the two of them looked tired. Nan Yiheng looked at Xia Qingyu's brows again, and his face was peaceful, thinking that he was fine.

Wei Lan took back the silver needles on Xia Qingyu's body one by one after he finished breathing, turned his head to him and said, "Master, this little girl has a big life, and if she doesn't die, she will have a blessing." You don't have to worry about it this time. Nan Yiheng nodded, helped Xia Qingyu and said to them, "Okay, you guys go down."

Lin Wei retreated first. Wei Lan treated Nan Yiheng's arm injury before retreating, and before leaving, he remembered to take the little fox away.

Because this room was tossed by Xia Qingyu, Nan Yiheng had to hold Xia Qingyu to change the room, cover the quilt for her, and lie down himself. Nan Yiheng turned sideways and looked at Xia Qingyu who was sleeping, his breathing was steady, his complexion was beautiful, because he was still young, he was even more delicate and dusty, but his face was slightly pale.

Nan Yiheng reached out and stroked her white and tender cheeks infinitely and nostalgically, and kissed her cheek, after the tribulation, he knew more in his heart the weight she occupied in his heart, so he cherished every minute with her now. After several days of exhaustion, Nan Yiheng couldn't stop sleeping, and fell asleep beside Xia Qingyu.

When Xia Qingyu woke up and saw that he was being held in Nan Yiheng's arms, he couldn't help but feel a sweet current of heat in his heart, moved away a little, and stared at his sleeping face intently.

Familiar face, familiar eyebrows and eyes, Xia Qingyu slowly recalled what had happened in the past few days, and his heart was full of affection, and he directly imprinted it on his lips and quickly retreated, but was grabbed by Nan Yiheng with one hand.

Xia Qingyu saw that he was caught, and his face turned red, like a ripe apple, but when he saw that his eyes were still closed, he became bold again: "Little hairy boy, what are you doing with me, let it go." Not even sleeping. ”

Nan Yiheng opened his eyes and looked at her, with a smile in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose and teased: "Who is not honest?" Xia Qingyu's face turned red again, and she lowered her eyes shyly and replied stiffly: "You." "Oh...... Is it? Nan Yiheng deliberately lengthened her voice to admire her little face that was about to drip blood, she was very charming and charming at this moment.

Xia Qingyu couldn't stand it anymore, and got up from the bed at once, never wanting to pull the wound on his back, and cried out in pain.

Nan Yiheng's face turned dark and he pressed her, peeled off Xia Qingyu's clothes and examined some wounds on her back, because she had never had a chance to heal, the wounds on her back had never healed, and this time they cracked again.

Nan Yiheng coldly warned while rubbing the medicine for her: "If you want to move again, you don't want this back."