The Taoist priest got up from the ground and looked at Bai Mao in disbelief. Bai Mao raised his eyebrows and looked at him, the Taoist priest was so frightened by his eyes that he took a step back, picked up the sword, and dragged Ziying to turn around and wanted to run.

"Don't run!"

Chen Qingqiu made a gesture of pleasement to Bai Mao:

"Help me save Ziying! Remuneration and other talks. ”

Bai Mao glanced at Chen Qingqiu and stretched out two slender fingers:

"Two meals."

Seeing that the Taoist priest sacrificed the flying sword and wanted to take the sword away, Chen Qingqiu immediately nodded. When is this coming, this uncle still wants to eat!

"Okay! It's okay to even do it for a week. ”

"Deal."

Bai Mao hooked the corners of his mouth, and with a little tiptoe, he flew in front of the Taoist priest. I don't know what spell he used, a huge palm appeared in the air, and the Taoist priest was fiercely suppressed, and Zi Ying was swept aside by the wind.

"Senior! Leave me alone! I don't dare to rob you of ......" The Taoist priest was pressed and struggled, and seeing that Bai Mao did not react at all, he immediately turned to Chen Qingqiu, "Chen Daoyou!" Don't you kill me with a monster! He killed me, and the next one to kill was ah! ”

The Taoist priest screamed, and his huge palm pressed him to the ground, and he didn't move.

Chen Qingqiu was shocked by this twist, and originally just wanted to ask Bai Mao to stop him, did he kill him directly?

He ...... Dead? ”

"Not dead."

Bai Mao walked to Ziying's side, looked at the dense wounds on her body, and stopped looking at her.

"Help me save her, I'll cook for you this month."

"Why save her? Can she give you money too? ”

Chen Qingqiu was stunned, and Bai Mao looked at her. For a moment, she didn't seem to think of anything, and she seemed to think of the round-faced girl who was always smiling.

She shook her head, and Bai Mao seemed to be a little interested:

"Aren't you a demon hunter?"

Without waiting for Chen Qingqiu to answer anything, Bai Mao rolled up the two of them and flew towards the city.

The moon sinks to the east,

……

"Her medicine is different from mine?"

Bai Mao pointed to the two bowls of Chinese medicine that Chen Qingqiu brought out, one of which was exuding a faint and strange smell. Chen Qingqiu's face did not change color and his heart did not beat, and he pushed the silk apple in front of Bai Mao:

"The right medicine, your injuries are all different."

"Can you see what injuries I have?"

Chen Qingqiu glanced at Bai Mao, didn't answer, turned around with the medicine and went to the room next door where Zi Ying was sleeping.

After changing Ziying's clothes and wiping her wounds, Chen Qingqiu took a closer look at her pretty face for the first time, which was completely different from Yang Ying's. There were quite a few scars on his face, as if they had been cut with a knife.

Chen Qingqiu lifted his bandage, and the wound there was already healed, but two new scars had been added. It wasn't cut by someone else, and it was all thanks to her own blood to cure Bai Mao.

"Wake up."

She thought about it for a moment and put the Ye Ziyu pendant in her pocket at the head of Ziying's bed.

Ziying woke up the afternoon of the next day, she suddenly got up from the head of the bed, knocked over the bowl brought by Chen Qingqiu, and poured the medicinal juice on the bed, a faint red.

Chen Qingqiu was choked by a thin vine, she pursed the corners of her mouth, and said to Zi Ying, who had a frightened face:

"I have a way to save your sister."

Zi Ying looked around nervously, as if she felt something, and her face turned extremely pale.

The door opened with a bang, and Bai Mao stood impatiently at the door, seeing the situation in the room clearly, his expression was dazed, and he was about to make a move on Zi Ying in the corner of the room.

"White Mao! No! ”