Chapter Thirty-Eight: Fate Hangs by a Thread

Da Da Da ......

The footsteps approached quickly, and without waiting for Xiao Qingxuan to catch up, groups of strong men rushed out from all directions. This group of strong men stretched out their hands one by one, all of them had kung fu in their bodies, carrying long knives and long swords, and directly besieged Xiao Qingxuan.

"This enchantress ......"

Glancing at Qin Xian'er's fleeing figure indignantly, Xiao Qingxuan stomped her feet unwillingly: "Xiuhe, go." She was pierced through the heart and didn't live long. ”

Xiao Qingxuan is very decisive, if he is besieged, if he does not reveal his identity, I am afraid it will be dangerous. After all, the murder was committed in broad daylight, and Miaoyufang was famous, and those officials were afraid that they would become accomplices.

But if the identity is revealed, everything is over, and he will be sent back, not to mention, and he will also face chasing, and it is not certain whether he can go back or not.

Yila Xiuhe looked at the firewood room, but found that it was empty.

Xiao Qingxuan was stunned, stomped his foot again and gritted his teeth: "This villain is running fast, don't catch him for me, otherwise he will be cut by a thousand cuts." ”

She remembered that the bamboo tube was still on Lin Wanrong's body.

It's just that at this moment, I can't care about anything. Pulling Xiuhe to jump up and fly straight out. With his feet on the roof, the ghost turned his head to take a look, only to see a window on the second floor suddenly open, and a familiar face leaked out.

Xiao Qingxuan felt that she turned her head, her speed was faster, and she dodged under the eaves in a flash, so as not to be seen by the other party. It's just that, thinking of the other party's surprised look, Xiao Qingxuan sighed again.

"Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang is not good, Xian'er was assassinated by gangsters."

Wang Tian stood by the window, looking at Xiao Qingxuan's departing figure, frowning. He didn't expect this kind of change, it was really a little unexpected. If Qin Xian'er died because of this, it would be a pity.

Wang Tian and Qin Xian'er are very good friends, and they often drink tea and play the piano together, recite poems against each other, discuss major events in the world, and regard them as confidants. Wang Tian doesn't have many friends, Qin Xian'er is really one, he really doesn't want Qin Xian'er to have an accident.

Turning his head, he saw the sweaty old bustard running quickly, the other party's face turned white, and his eyes showed a look of horror. Wang Tian understood it as soon as he thought about it, looked at the old bustard deeply, nodded lightly and said, "Don't panic, I'll go over and take a look." ”

"How can I not panic, Mr. Wang, Xian'er's heart was stabbed with a sword, what if this is ...... Woo, how can I live......"

"What? Heart? ”

Wang Tian's face changed when he heard this, he didn't expect the matter to be so serious, heart, it was not an ordinary place. Immediately, his footsteps were fast, and he rushed out directly, running all the way to the backyard.

Countless strong men in the backyard looked angry, and they were looking for people everywhere with their blades in their hands. The old bustard followed breathlessly and quickly explained: "To do what we do, it is not possible to do it without raising thugs." Don't get me wrong, Mr. Wang, these are good people. ”

"Good man, I believe in your ghost?"

The corners of Wang Tian's mouth twitched, but he didn't pay attention to it, his spiritual power dispersed, and he had already discovered Qin Xian'er's location, but he didn't alarm others, and followed the old bustard all the way.

Boom!

The door was directly slammed open, and Wang Tian followed him in. But I saw Qin Xian'er lying on the bed with a pale face, her delicate face was bloodless, less captivating, but a little more sickly.

"Hey, how can this be."

Wang Tian sighed, but his hand was not slow. Before he reached the bed, he wiped his hands on his body, and suddenly a delicate box appeared. He opened it, his fingers turning rapidly, and he twisted up the silver needles and fell.

The acupuncture points had already been introduced into his mind, and the movements were fast, like phantoms, and the silver needles flickered with fluorescence, densely flickering on Qin Xian'er's chest.

The old bustard finally breathed a sigh of relief, although he was still worried, but he was still slightly relieved to see Wang Tian's skillful movements.

If Wang Tiandu can't be saved, then Qin Xian'er, I'm afraid it's really fateful.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, grabbing Qin Xian'er's wrist, Wang Tian's face was solemn: "Hang a breath, the wound is too serious, no, I want to take it back to see." ”

The boss on one side of the side had his throat in his throat, and he looked at Wang Tian's pulse nervously without moving. Hearing this, his face suddenly turned bloodless, and he almost didn't cry: "Mr. Wang, you must save Xian'er, if something happens to her, I, I, too...... Woohoo......"

"Hey, you're in a good relationship." Wang Tian looked at the sad old bustard and said, "Don't worry, if you don't breathe, I will definitely be able to save it, it's a matter of time sooner or later." Go get a carriage ready, I'll bring it back and have some medicine. ”

"Well, Mr. Wang, I'll go now, Mr. Wang, you have to do your best, Xian'er and you are friends, you must save her."

When the old bustard went out, he didn't forget to talk to Wang Tian. Wang Tian nodded solemnly, grabbed Qin Xian'er's wrist, and his true qi continued to rush into the other party's body to maintain his vitality.

In the end, he picked up horizontally, got into the carriage, and hurried all the way home, putting Qin Xian'er on the bed, Wang Tian's face was slightly pale.

"Childe, the medicine is here."

Dong Qiaoqiao had already been instructed, and Wang Tian came in with herbs as soon as he sat down. Hearing Dong Qiaoqiao's words, Wang Tian didn't say much, grabbed it with his big hand, and an inexplicable true qi came out, and suddenly the medicinal herbs in Dong Qiaoqiao's hand tumbled and flew into the sky, and the essence was directly refined in the air.

With a flick of his fingers, a drop of liquid flew into Qin Xian'er's chest, wrapped in true qi, exuding energy at all times, and integrating into Qin Xian'er's heart.

Wang Tian walked over, grabbed the other party's wrist to check, and while breathing a sigh of relief, his brows did not loosen. The liquid of this refined great tonic medicine can only maintain the vitality of the heart, and it can't really make Qin Xian'er recover.

With a sigh of relief, he would die at any time, which made Wang Tian feel a little tricky. For the first time, he felt that his medical skills were a little inadequate.

"Husband, is Miss Xian'er okay?"

Xiao Yuruo, who came to hear the news, took Li Mochou and Guo Xiang to stand by the bed and asked, Wang Tian let go of his hand, shook his head and said, "I can't die, I can't live, I have to think of other ways." ”

Xiao Yuruo blinked his eyes in confusion, but Li Mochou and Guo Xiang glanced at each other, and immediately understood what Wang Tian meant. It's just that, at the same time, he looked at Wang Tian worriedly, it was impossible to follow, and he could only hope that Wang Tian was safe.

In the dead of night, there was silence. The entire Wang family fell into a deep sleep, and Wang Tianda left without anyone accompanying him.

On the bed with his knees crossed, Qin Xian'er in front of him was dressed in a light veil, looming, and the silver needles on his chest were densely covered, flickering in the light. Wang Tian was full of true qi, and on the table under the bed, herbs flew up, swirling in the air, being refined by Wang Tian's true qi, turning into drops of crystal liquid, and finally integrating into Qin Xian'er's chest.

The long eyelashes trembled a few times, the heavy eyelids flickered, and a trace of fluorescence emerged.

Qin Xian'er's pale face had a hint of emotion, and a hazy figure appeared in her mind, and unconsciously, a trace of crystal fell from the corner of her eyes. Soon, however, she lost consciousness again.

Throughout the night, Wang Tian was refining the essence of the medicinal liquid, constantly integrating it into Qin Xian'er's heart, hoping to repair the other party's wounds with the help of huge energy. However, Wang Tian overestimated his means, although Qin Xian'er's vitality was a little stronger, the wound in her heart also had a tendency to heal. However, that trace of trend is too small.

He knew that it was impossible to wake up Qin Xian'er by relying on his own means. Therefore, that thought in my heart is getting stronger and stronger.

"Maybe it's time to go out and hang out, otherwise, after staying here for so long, I'm afraid I'll forget what I'm really pursuing."

Gentle Township, Hero's Grave.

In this world, there are too many beauties, and there are thousands of postures. Although Wang Tian was free and did not take the initiative, he did not resist. Therefore, he will certainly not be pure-minded, and he will wear down his will, which may well make him lose his impulse.

Now that Qin Xian'er is injured, it has made him wake up that he is still too weak.

Looking at the dim sky before dawn, Wang Tian took a deep breath and walked out of bed. But his eyes were dark, his legs were numb, and he almost fell to the ground. With a wry smile, he stabilized his body, only to find that the true qi in the dantian was consumed hugely, and there was a feeling that he had been hollowed out.

He was in one place, feeling a feeling of weakness that had not come for a long time. But fortunately, the foundation is still there, and it hasn't hurt the origin, just a little bit of recovery.

I was about to go out, but my ears moved, and my eyes looked up. I only felt a faint hint of wind suddenly appear and disappear. After staring at the tiles on the roof for a moment, Wang Tian shook his head helplessly: "Women are too individual, although they are likable, they are also troublesome." ”

Outside the courtyard wall, on the street, two figures walked slowly.

Xiao Qingxuan frowned tightly, looking uneasy: "I didn't expect him to value that demon girl so much, and he didn't hesitate to exhaust his true qi to heal him." ”