In the chaotic trance of shallow consciousness, a light suddenly broke through the darkness, and he tried his best to look ahead, but his eyes were stung by the light in front of the door, and he couldn't help but squint, and saw Hua Jin lowering his head to hide his cruel smile.

In the chaos, I heard the voice of the valley master: "What's the matter?"

Hua Jin replied indifferently: "It's just the friction between the subordinates, I just found out. Mother rest assured, I will punish these subordinates heavily in the future. ”

The valley lord frowned slightly, looked at Qing Qian, and a green light burst out of his hand, and he cut off the chains together.

Qingxiao's body was weak, and at the same time, it felt as if his heart had been lifted high and then thrown hard, and when his body was paralyzed, he was completely powerless to support his balance.

At this time, he felt a pair of arms holding himself up, and a faint sandalwood fragrance entered his nose, he knew that this was not the smell of flowers, but these arms made him feel a lot more comfortable.

Qing Qian wanted to open his eyes, but his eyes were full of green brilliance, and his whole body was numb and itchy, and the valley master's voice rang out: "Don't move first, I'm helping you treat your wounds." ”

Hua Yi's concerned voice came from his ears: "Qingqian, how are you?"

Qing Qian was silent for a while before he said: "Huayi, I'm sorry, your birthday gift is gone, I'll make it up to you next time......"

As soon as he finished saying this, he felt his third hand on his right arm, and then ...... Pinched up.

Pulling the wound, Qing Qian suddenly pulled up the cold air, his eyes also opened, and he found that the green light on his body was much lighter, and he could see the situation outside, and it was the eldest lady of Wanhua Valley who supported him, Hua Lian. Her gentle temperament was accentuated by her long hair, and when she saw herself looking at her, she smiled shallowly at herself.

This is the valley lord also walked in front of Qingqian, stood up and asked him condescendingly, "How are you feeling?"

Qingqian smiled, very lightly, I don't know what it means, and said lightly: "It's nothing, isn't this something to experience sooner or later?"

The valley lord paused, staring at Qing Qian, for some reason, at that moment, she felt that the child in front of her had changed, completely changed, from an extraordinary son of the Yun family who was eager to change the status quo, to an ordinary and silent medicine man who was willing to accept the status quo......

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A middle-aged man opened a scroll in a wooden house and shouted at the scroll, "Next, Qingqian." ”

Qingqian walked out with his head down.

"Qing Qian, is it? The spiritual object you are going to devour this time is the Red Fire Jiao Lingzhi. ”

Qing Qian lowered his head and didn't speak, he took a Lingzhi with fiery red flames around it from the hands of a middle-aged man, wrapped it with spiritual power in front of this person, and devoured it.

Then he walked out in silence and without looking back.

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In a small, dark room, the walls around it were wrapped with black spiritual power, enough to swallow up all the sounds inside.

Inside, the whole person was lying on a wooden couch like a curled shrimp, his whole body was as hot as charcoal-grilled, the red light on his body flashed from time to time, but his face was pale, and endless drops of sweat kept falling as if there was no end, dripping on the wooden couch, and then being steamed dry, and the wooden couch was already scorched black.

A sound of suppressed pain* continued to overflow from Qingqian's mouth, and Qingqian gritted his teeth stubbornly.

Suddenly, the red light on Qing Qian's body bloomed, and Qing Qian's originally closed eyes opened suddenly, but there was only a patch of red in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth finally couldn't hold on, "Ahh——h

Then, strange and distorted symbols slowly climbed on Qing Qian's body, these symbols were golden, and there was an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, and after a while, these runes crawled all over Qing Qian's body, like an ancient seal, prohibiting this person from passing away with an absolute order!

Qingqian's body kept twitching, the bed was crushed several pieces, and Qingqian also let out a painful roar from time to time, of course, no one saw all this, no one listened, and naturally no one took pity on him......

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Along the way, the contempt and indifference of countless people have already taught them to hide and wear masks, after all...... I'm just a medicine man now, aren't I?

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A drop of ink is rendered, and an elegant log cabin can be seen, surrounded by some small plants, which looks much fresher.

The faint golden light smeared a layer of elegant color on the scene, and the side hit Hua Yi's face, a serenity, and her attention was all focused on a drawing board in front of her, white rice paper, but reflecting infinite possibilities.

On the side, the Qianqianyu of the flower ripples pointed at the brush, bowed slightly, the brushwork was steady, the gaze was fixed, and the face was serene, where the painting scene in front of her was carefully outlined with one stroke at a time.

On the side, I saw Qingqian standing quietly, his eyes were faint, looking at the picture in front of him, motionless.

Hua Yi seemed to think of something, turned her head to look at Qing Qian, and saw Qing Qian standing there quietly, even the shadow under the sunlight was motionless.

Hua Yi tilted her head, looked at Qing Qian, suddenly smiled, her willow eyebrows bent, and said, "Qing Qian, do you want to learn to paint with me?"

He pondered for a moment and nodded.

"Qingqian, why do you have so many scars on your hands?

"It's okay......"

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...... in your own room

"Shhh

Without the slightest hesitation, he gritted his teeth and continued.

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Standing quietly on the side of the flower shed where I first saw her, I just stood quietly, raised my head, looked at the sky, and ...... today. It's raining.

The cool raindrops hit his face and then slid down, as if he wanted to wash the scars on his body, or did he want to let himself fade away from the disguise he had so far...... It's too late.

People with spiritual power are born to perceive the changes of heaven and earth, and then perceive time, obviously told her that they were going to come here at nine o'clock today, but now it is nine o'clock, why didn't they come.

Do you think my medicine man's commission is too funny? Or is it because it doesn't make sense to call her out on her birthday? Or because it's raining today and she doesn't want to go out? Or ...... She didn't take my business to heart at all, she had forgotten about it?

After waiting for another fifteen minutes, watching the rain falling on the edge of the endless sky, he smiled self-deprecatingly: "I'm ...... What do you think?"

Turning around, he walked back, and halfway through, he saw a woman holding an umbrella walking step by step.

Qing Qian saw that figure, and was shocked in the bottom of his heart, turned around and was about to go back, but he felt that it was wrong, why should I go back?

At this time, her voice sounded behind her: "Qingqian, I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

Qing Qian turned around, saw her holding under the umbrella and looked at her smile with a smile, wanted to laugh, but felt that she couldn't laugh, so she took out the things she had prepared for a long time and handed it to her silently.

Hua Yi looked at the light, the raindrops had completely wet his hair, sticky to his forehead, looking at the thing he handed over, it was a wood carving? carved is the scene here, there are flowers and vines, there are railings, there are chairs, but I always feel that something is missing.

Qing Qian looked at the rain curtain behind Hua Yi and said, "I said, I will definitely give you a birthday gift in the future." Sorry, this is still missing a part, and a year is still a bit stressful for me. However, next year, next year, I will definitely complete the remaining part and give it to you on your birthday. ”

Hua Yi looked at the wood carving in his hand, Qing Qian had been protecting it with spiritual power before, so it was almost not wet by the rain, this wood carving was indeed carved very well, many details were lifelike, and it could be seen that the carver had put a lot of effort and effort into it.

Hua Yi took back the wood carving, smiled at Qing Qian, and said: "Thank you, Qing Qian, my mother and sister are still waiting for me, then I will go back first, and besides, it's always not good to get rainy, take good care of yourself." ”

Then, he turned around and left, leaving a light rain curtain and a picturesque back, Qing Qian was stunned, and muttered: "I'm ...... What do you think?"

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Before going to bed, Hua Yi put the wood carving at the head of the bed, and said in her heart: "Thank you, Qing Qian......" Suddenly a spiritual light flashed in his mind, and he suddenly stood up......

"During this year, the occasional knife marks on Qingqian's hands should not be ......?"