Chapter 12 It seems that this star is not last night For whom the wind is exposed and the midnight is upset

The witch doctor village with beautiful mountains and rivers is busy at this time. The owner of the old village and a few respected doctors, those who wrote prescriptions, those who pounded medicines, and those who pounded medicines, all of them were sweaty on their foreheads and palms. Abalan and a few women and children were busy filtering the residue of the medicine and the dosing jar of the medicine, and no one dared to say a word, but everyone was tacit. Because no matter what they give, they must also save Yiyu, the kind-hearted girl who once treated them.

Julong held Yi Yu's hand tightly, and he was still losing his spiritual power to her, his face became more and more pale, but Yi Yu never got better. Yasan sat on the chair next to Yiyu's bed, Han Qi stood between her and Ju Long, watching that Ju Long had never rested in the past three days and three nights, and he was constantly consuming spiritual power, Han Qi was really afraid that he would not be able to stand it. "You rest for a while, and change your arrogance!" Yasan tugged at the sleeve of the hammer and said, "Otherwise, when this girl wakes up, you will lie down and you can't see you, what will you do?" Ju Long raised his unyielding eyes, if it weren't for the belief that Yi Yu supported him, he would have already fallen down. Han Qi stretched out his hand and sat down in the position where Julong had just now, and also held Yi Yu like him, slowly injecting his spiritual power into it.

"Why do they sacrifice with a rumor?" Julong looked at Yasang, and Han Qi also heard the reputation. Yasan just bit his lip dryly, and said hesitantly, "I—I don't know much about this sacrifice. If it is a usual sacrifice, they will choose a special sacrifice tribe descendants in the Wu clan to sacrifice. ā€

"You also raise people as sacrifices!" Julong sneered and slumped into another chair. Han Qi is familiar with Julong's temperament, and he is unobtrusive when he is in a hurry, but Yasan, who met for the first time, said without caring at all: "This is also something I can't understand." It's as if these people were born destined to be slaughtered. ā€

"Anyway, thank you for bringing Yiyu here." Julong looked at Yasan softly, Yasan just smiled and shook his head and said, "It's also the fate of the girl who is here!" As he spoke, the old owner of the village had already walked towards them with the medicine. In the past three days, it has been a treatment method for dead horses as live horse doctors, and many bold and untried methods of dispensing medicine have been used by the old village owner on Yi Yu. Julong didn't, and didn't dare, to ask the old village owner when Yi Rumor would get better, he was afraid, very afraid, once the old village owner gave the answer, it was when Yi Rumor really left him.

Julong took the medicine bowl from the old village owner, and the old village owner could only quietly watch him gently pour medicine into Yi Yu's mouth, and almost only one of the three mouthfuls of medicine Yi Yu really swallowed. Julong endured it, he couldn't cry, according to the rumors, he would get better one day, why did he cry! He gritted his teeth, but his hands trembled more and more, Han Qi looked at the cold rumors lying on the bed, as a big brother, he was about to be unable to hold on, Ya Sang squeezed Han Qi's hand as if he had an electrocardiogram, and the two of them silently supported each other. Julong insisted on feeding Yi Yu spoonful by spoonful, but his hands trembled so much that the spoonful of medicine was not leveled, and the potion dripped on Yi Yu's face. Julong hurriedly stretched out his hand to wipe it, and said eagerly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" I didn't mean to. ā€

"Your wounds are open!" The old village owner suddenly saw that the white cloth on Julong's right wrist had turned red, thinking that it was because after the blood transfusion was carried out for Yi Rumor, he kept instilling spiritual power, which caused Julong's wound to never heal. Julong didn't care, just stroked Yi Yu's pale cheeks, a few drops of blood oozing white cloth on his wrist dripped on Yi Yu's dry lips, but Yi Yu's body seemed to sense something, and suddenly opened his eyes, and a pair of scattered brown pupils looked at the top of the bed in a daze.

Julong was stunned, but suddenly laughed and said, "According to the rumor, according to the rumor!" Are you awake? ā€

"What?" Han Qi rushed to the bed, looking at Yi Yu just blindly with his eyes open. Yasan made way for the old village owner in a panic, and the old village owner immediately pulled up Yi Yu's wrist, which had been tightly wrapped in white cloth, and gently checked the pulse. "How? What do you think? Is she awake? Ju Long looked at the old village owner eagerly, and people inside and outside the room heard Ju Long's voice and crowded over.

"Strange, strange! We only thought that the girl had lost too much blood, and we had to take turns instilling you and the arrogant blood into her by entering it from the outside, but we never thought of drinking it directly with blood. Julong couldn't wait to say: "Then what do you mean, just feed her blood?" "This method seems to be the most effective now...... "Before the old village owner's words were finished, Julong bit off the white cloth on his hand, and put his wrist on Yi Yu's lips, Yi Yu immediately sucked greedily, his brown pupils expanded exaggeratedly, and a few traces of red light flashed, but Julong only endured the pain, and his face was full of satisfaction.

The old village owner stepped aside, and Han Qi hurriedly asked, "Is it possible that as long as you give her enough blood to drink, she will be able to recover?" "For now, it seems. But ......" "But what? "Maybe there will be some later, impact." What do you mean by that? Could it be that she will have to drink blood in the future? "I can't say for sure. However, we will find a way to find a way to stop her thirst for blood in the future. "Then bring me the bowls!" As he spoke, he ripped off the white cloth tied to his wrist.

Glaze was in a coma for four days, and on the night of the fourth day, she finally woke up. Glaze Annihilation slowly propped himself up, looked around, and found that he had returned to the crystal house of Demon Qi. A smile crept up her cheeks, and she tugged at the quilt from her body, sniffing deeply and intoxicated at the scent of the man on the quilt. The handsome figure of Mo Qi in a cloak, the heroic posture when he leaps up and down, and the cold and handsome appearance under the hazy silk cover, every scene echoes in the heart of the glaze. She said she didn't know why she fell in love with this man, she had never seen his face under the mask, but she was still deeply trapped in it.

"I told you to keep an eye on those people, but what are you doing on the altar?" Mo Qi unconsciously walked into the crystal stone house, and was already standing coldly in the center of the room, looking at the glaze from a distance. Glaze Yan was stunned at first, immediately put down the quilt in his hand, and then replied resignedly: "I, I saw that the prophecy black crystal had become more and more full of bad luck, and I, I was worried about the sacrifice...... I'm really worried, worried, worried, worried......" The word "you" in Glaze Yan's mouth has never been spoken, no matter how lofty her status is in Shaohao Country and Xuangong, in front of Mo Qi, in front of people she has a good impression of, she has also become a little girl who will blush with shame all of a sudden.

"I know you're worried about the demise of the Wu Clan, and you'll disappear into the Great Wilderness. But! Mo Qi raised his voice coldly, "Don't disrupt my plan at will!" "I didn't, I didn't!" Glaze Yan rolled off the bed in a daze, prostrate on the ground and kowtowed to Mo Qi and said, "I don't dare to ruin your plan!" You see, wasn't the last knife in Yiyu the one I helped you stab? Glaze Annihilation's words were like another knife stabbed into Mo Qi's heart, he hurt, but he didn't know why it hurt, he only knew that this sentence was something he didn't want to hear, because he would remember the sacrificial picture, those eyes and that person that he had been trying to avoid, and the last thing he wanted to think of.

"Now that you're awake, go back to the Xuan Palace for me immediately! If your identity is revealed, I will never let you go! ā€

"Belonging, subordinates understand......" Glaze raised his head in fear, the door of the crystal stone house creaked, just like the demon Qi came, and he left again.

Mo Qi didn't summon Ah Jiu and Candle Dragon, but just walked on the night alone, climbing the Wushan Mountain in front of him in the way of ordinary people. The vast stars covered the huge canvas of the sky, and they blinked their eyes lively, guessing what the man in black was doing on the mountain. Mo Qi gasped violently on the top of the mountain, his hands propped on his knees, staring intently at the empty altar. As he walked towards it, he lifted his mask, his sweaty face desolate under the stars. He smiled and stretched out his hand to caress the stake that had once tied Yi Yu, as if he could still touch the cold blood, and suddenly withdrew his hand. Then he raised his head and winked at the stars, and unconsciously said to the stars: "I didn't want you to die......"

Mo Qi took out the restless bird egg in his arms, and when he looked closely, the bird had opened the eggshell, and its round head was looking around. Mo Qi laughed, like a madman, he leaned back against the stake, slowly sat down on the crystal floor of the altar, and suddenly howled and cried, and the bird in his hand was so frightened that it chirped.

"Say, have you become this bird? Why are the birds so noisy like you! Mo Qi said to the bird with tears and laughter. It was a phoenix-tailed hummingbird, petite and lovely, with wings not yet full, except for a few small pinches of blue hair scattered on its forehead, and two long, thin tails with feathers like blue petals. Mo Qi put it on the ground, originally wanting to keep it, but who would have thought that the hummingbird rubbed the back of Mo Qi's hand with its feathers, as if it knew that Mo Qi was unhappy in his heart and was trying to comfort him. Mo Qi patiently looked at the hummingbird and said, "Even the birds are as pestering people as you are. ā€

He still remembered that it was the first time he could get out of bed, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw a girl with a medicine hoe standing under an old tree with a crooked neck in front of the door. He was about to turn around and go back to the house in disgust, when he heard Yi Yu shouting, "Hey! Feed! Who's that! You! Feed! Mo Qi suddenly turned around irritably and wanted to scold her, but he saw Yi Yu dancing and jumping around, and he secretly wondered how this girl could be so energetic. Looking closer, Yi Yu pointed to a bird's nest in the tree and shouted, "I've been guarding them for a day and a night!" The mother birds haven't come back yet, and I'm afraid they'll freeze to death! It just so happens that you're recuperating alone and you're bored, so I'll give it to you to take care of, okay? ā€

He didn't say a word, and slammed the door in front of Yi Yu. This girl actually let herself take care of the bird? No matter how idle you are, you can't be idle like that. Just as he was about to lie back on the bed, Yi Ruor actually broke into the door, holding the bird's nest tightly in his arms, and smiled very vigorously with a flowery face.

"Oh, here you go!" According to the rumor, he handed the bird's nest to Mo Qi, and the bird's nest only had the only bird's egg, "I don't know if its mother is in any danger, I think you are so bored, you can help take care of it, okay?" ā€

Mo Qi pushed open the bird's nest, and was pushed out of the door by Mo Qi even with the rumors. Yi Yu hugged the bird's nest, and kept patting the door of Mo Qi with one hand: "Hey! I'm for your good, you see that you don't go out of the door, you don't step out of the second door, and a person is stuffy and doesn't speak, so you will be sick! Your injuries won't heal for a long time! Hey, open the door......" Mo Qi lay on the bed, covering his head with a quilt, and he didn't know when Yi Yu left.

And now, I still have to take care of this bird by myself, and I really can't rely on it. Mo Qi thought about it, looked at it, and laughed himself. The hummingbird still jumped in the palm of Mo Qi's hand for some reason, as if he was extremely happy. Even I seem to be in a better mood. "In the future, you can call twitter, and you can play so hard!" Mo Qi took the chirp and went down the mountain the same way again.

Such an endless starry sky also spreads over the hanging garden. The Yellow Emperor sat in the lotus pavilion, looking at the lush lotus leaves and budding lotus buds, looking peaceful. Xiang stood aside, not daring to disturb the Yellow Emperor, and wanted to talk several times, but looked at the Yellow Emperor's expression and swallowed the words back into his stomach.

"Say whatever you want!" The Yellow Emperor finally spoke

"Your Majesty, it's been so long since we set up a game at the birthday banquet to test everyone, and Xuanzhu has also been recovered, why is Your Majesty still hesitating and never attacking him?"

"Huh?" The Yellow Emperor raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiang Yan jokingly, and Xiang Yan immediately lowered his head, "Do you know who I'm going to deal with?" ā€

"Wei Chen doesn't dare to speculate on His Majesty's intentions!"

"That's it!" The Yellow Emperor returned his gaze to the scenery outside the pavilion, "He will soon disappear completely......"

"Yes, Your Majesty." Xiang Yan looked at the Yellow Emperor and had to leave quietly.