After He Jichang finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Ling, and then reached out to pull her. Jiang Ling was not very afraid, and only used all his strength, stretched out his mouth and kissed Lian Chung on the cheek. He Jichang laughed, but as soon as he reached out his hand, a sharp sword slashed over and immediately cut off his wrist. He Jichang was shocked and immediately retreated. The sword followed and slashed again, this time nearly slicing off his neck. It's just that the five golden-threaded pit vipers behind him who were carefully nourished with their natal true elements were cut off four of their heads. The poison sac also fell to the ground. Looking back, Lian Chung was holding a sharp sword to catch up. He was poisoned by that clams for ten years, and his skills were almost destroyed, and he only relied on poison to fight. Now that the poison sac is lost, then dare to fight? Immediately roared, grabbed the banner and fled out. Lian Chung shouted loudly: "Demon Dao Hugh go!" With a wave of his hand, a ray of sword light flashed in He Jichang's ears, startling him to run for his life.

Lian Chung's body was unstable and swaying. Seeing that He Jichang had already escaped from the stone room, he couldn't support it anymore, so he sat down, which made Jiang Ling's surprise become a fright. It turned out that Zhang Linghui scraped off the inner pill powder of He Luo just now and asked Lian Chung to apply medicine to Monk Xiulin, and many of them were left in his hands. When He Jichang appeared, Lian Chung noticed that it was not good, and whether it was effective or not, licked the medicinal powder into his mouth. Fortunately, this inner Dan powder seems to have some effect. In less than half an hour, the dantian was no longer blank. He wanted to wait until he was 100% sure before suddenly attacking. Unexpectedly, He Jichang came to pull Jiang Ling, so he had to start in advance. Fortunately, He Jichang was also sick for a long time and was quite weak, so he was scared with one move. At this time, he was already at the end of his crossbow, and even if He Jichang sat in front of him and let him kill, he might not be able to lift the sword. Coincidentally, four snake heads were cut off just now, and one of them fell right behind him. The head of the snake was raised by He Jichang's essence blood, and his vitality was quite tenacious, but he was not dead at this time, and he bit on Lian Song's leg. Lian Chung suddenly twitched, and there seemed to be a lot of colorful brilliance in front of him.

Zhang Linghui has a clams in her hand, and her magic weapon can avoid filth and evil, and she has also recovered some strength at this time. At this time, she was the only one who could move freely, and when she saw Lian Chung fall to the ground, she came over to check, and at a glance, she saw the pitch-black snake head on the inside of his left leg, and couldn't help but hesitate. Jiang Ling cried and shouted, "Sister Zhang, how is he?" The snake venom was very violent, Zhang Linghui saw that Lian Chung's twitching frequency was getting faster and faster, and he knew that if he didn't rescue him, he would have to confess here. Without having time to think about it, he nodded at Jiang Ling and said, "It should be fine." He picked up Lian Chung's body and walked to the stone chamber on the side. Jiang Ling shouted: "Sister Zhang, you must try your best to save him!"

Zhang Linghui placed Lian Chung on a stone slab. Lian Chung curled up, twitching more and more. Zhang Linghui no longer hesitated, blushed, and removed his pants. The wound was five or six inches above the knee, and it was very embarrassing. At that moment, he cut the skin and flesh with the Western Frost Sword, scraped off the powder of the clams, applied half of it to the wound, and fed half of it into his mouth. Lian Chung foamed at the mouth and couldn't swallow it, so she grabbed him by the throat and poured it in, but sprinkled a lot outside. After the internal and external application was completed, he put his hand on his leg and helped him pull out the poison.

She was still out of breath in a few moments. Finally, the blood from Lian Chung's wound was no longer purple and black, and she was already tired and weak. Just as she was about to get up, Lian Chung suddenly reached out and hugged her. Zhang Linghui was shocked, he wanted to struggle, but he was so anxious that he burst into tears, so he could only break Lian Shu's arm hard, but he didn't move. Fortunately, Lian Chung didn't make any other movements, just said something in a daze. Zhang Linghui knew that he was not conscious, but he did not mean to be light. As soon as this thought came to him, the strong masculinity in the young man's body came to him. Zhang Linghui was slightly stunned, and when he reacted, he was even more embarrassed. hurriedly used the true qi, gathered strength, and after a while, finally pushed Lian Chung away.

Lian Chung was in the chaos, as if there was something extremely precious to lose, crying and shouting: "Don't, don't go!" The voice was sad and desperate, and Zhang Linghui couldn't help but feel a sense of pity. She is ice and snow smart, although she doesn't know Lian Song's past, listening to the voice of his dreams, she also guesses that he has had a very sad past.

The god was unguarded for a while, and suddenly a suave middle-aged scribe in green clothes appeared in front of him. This is by no means a good place, and suddenly such a person appeared, Zhang Linghui became nervous, and the Western Frost Sword Heavenly Book Aya was in his hand. The scribe glanced at her, shook his head, and said, "The little girl is very good-looking, but not very smart. Do you still have the strength to fight with me at this time?" Zhang Linghui did not answer, at this time, it was dangerous, and he had no choice but to use his own internal pill to make trouble, and success or failure was in this move. The scribe looked at her again and said, "Come on, your Neidan, it's good to be able to connect the qi of heaven and earth, and it's a little early to use it to kill the enemy." ”

Squatted down to look at Lian Chung and asked, "This kid is half human and half demon, but he doesn't seem to have been born like this, do you know why?" Zhang Linghui shook his head, still vigilant. The scribe snorted, walked to the big stone room outside, brought Li Xuan and the others in one by one, and threw them all beside Lian Chung. Jiang Ling saw that Lian Chung's breathing was steady and no longer convulsed, and he couldn't help but smile at Zhang Linghui. Zhang Linghui saw that the scribe really didn't seem to have malicious intentions, and the whole person was a lot more relaxed.

Everyone was thrown in, and the scribe waved his hand, spilling a handful of spicy powder, and suddenly there was a sneezing sound. After sneezing, everyone felt that their hands and feet were strong, and the medicinal power of the five immortals was fading. Sure enough, in less than a quarter of an hour, everyone was able to get up. Jiang Jing saluted and said, "Thank you seniors for helping." The scribe glanced at him, ignored him, and said to Su Qianxue, "Why are you mixed with this group of people?"

Su Qianxue bowed and saluted, "I have been blessed since I was a child, and I should repay it." The scribe nodded, and then pointed at Lian Chung and said, "What's the matter with this kid?" Su Qianxue smiled, picked up some important things about Lian Chung, and told him in a few words. The scribe nodded again and asked, "Do you know who I am?" Su Qianxue bowed. The scribe laughed, "Very good. You are a fairy one, so you can do it yourself. As soon as the words fell, they drifted away.

When he walked away, Li Xuan asked, "Elders of your clan?" Su Qianxue nodded.

The inner pill of that Tridacnus He Luo was about the antidote elixir, and he slowly woke up after a short time. Seeing Jiang Ling crying with joy, he smiled at her. Jiang Ling said: "It was Sister Zhang who saved you." Lian Chung turned his head and thanked Zhang Linghui. Zhang Linghui's heart was in turmoil, but he pretended to be calm and bowed slightly. Fortunately, she was already calm, and everyone didn't notice anything. Lian Chung felt as if something was licking it in his hand, and looked at the mink fox just now. The little thing had a little vitality, as if it knew that Lian Chung had saved it, and was very affectionate to him. Jiang Ling smiled and said, "What an ugly puppy!" The mink fox squeaked at her twice, and then went to Lian Song's side.

Everyone cleaned up after a while, and then walked out of the hole along the Yongdao again. It was dusk when he came out. In the past half day, after several lives and deaths, everyone is far less radiant than before. When they arrived at the Chuxue Building, Jiang Jing and Li Xuan each arranged a miracle doctor to heal and remove poison for everyone. Jiang Jing went to transfer a team of soldiers and horses to protect the Chuxue Tower.

Lian Chung was injured in a bad place, so he could only lie on the couch obediently. In the past few days, Jiang Ling has cared for him very much, and almost responds to his requests. The two chatted in the room, but it wasn't too boring. It's just that the doctor who invited him warned Lian Chung to avoid sexual intercourse, Jiang Ling followed the doctor's instructions, and let him hug at most, which made Lian Chung very depressed. Especially to detoxify and dissipate stasis, Jiang Ling has to massage and knead him every day, which makes him irrepressible.

The mink fox that picked up was very affectionate to Lian Chung, but he didn't say anything to others. Jiang Ling saw that although its fur was sparse, its eyes were lively and smart, and it was also attractive, so he went to get some beef liver and sheep kidney or something to feed it. The mink fox did not refuse. After feeding like this for a few days, fine fluffy white hairs began to grow on his body, and he finally got closer to Jiang Ling. Jiang Ling named it Chouhou, and gave it the surname Jiang, which made Lian Chung snicker.

In the afternoon of this day, Jiang Ling came to change the dressing for Lian Chung again. Unwrapping the bandaged cotton cloth, the wound had scabbed over, and the dark purple color of the poison was barely visible. Jiang Ling nodded with satisfaction, carefully changed the gauze, and went to massage Lian Chung's legs. The weather was still a little hot, and neither of them was dressed much. Jiang Lingcai pinched it twice, and Lian Chung looked at her delicate and smooth appearance, and couldn't help but call softly: "Xiao Ling'er... He reached over and gently stroked her slender neck.

Jiang Ling blushed, took a sip, and said, "Don't make trouble! It's broad daylight, so people see how embarrassed they are!"

Nothing to say for a day. When it was time for dinner, Jiang Ling did not come to deliver the meal, and was replaced by a maid Cui'er next to Su Qianxue. Lian Chung felt strange in his heart, so he asked Cui'er where Jiang Ling went. Cui'er smiled and didn't speak, handed him a letter and an embroidered bag, arranged the meal again, and then went out gracefully. The envelope had a smiling pig's head vividly drawn on it. Lian Chung's heart trembled, and he didn't eat anymore. When I opened the letter, a line of delicate hairpins came into view:

large pig's head,

I'm leaving.

I've thought about it for a long time, so I'd better write you a letter. In case of crying in front of you, how boring it is. It's all because of my brother's big mouth, the queen mother wants me to go back, and I will probably have to suffer a little when I go back. But I don't regret running out at all. I'm so happy to meet you.

Actually, I've always wanted to ask you who the demon woman who made you so sad, and I'm leaving, so I won't ask. If we have a goodbye day, you must tell me.

If you come to Langya, or pass by Langya, you must come to me! Whether you are coming from a sedan chair or stealing chickens and dogs, you must come to me!

My brother said he wanted you to come and drink with him when he was free, and he was able to find someone as brazen as he was.

I'll take you away the ugliness, and when I look at it, I think of your ugliness.

I also took the sky-high sword with me, so that you don't have to walk the rivers and lakes with you and lose my face. I casually found a dragon sword from Sword Casting Valley for you, which is not comparable to Feng Laoshi's masterpiece.

I'll lend you my Qiankun bag first. It's one of my favorites. The above prohibition is the easiest one I learned from Sister-in-law Yao, if you can't get rid of it, then it's really stupid.

Well, if you don't come to me in a year, I'm going to come to you.

Xiao Ling'er

Lian Chung read it back and forth three times before folding the letter and putting it away. Jiang Ling's delicate appearance appeared in front of him, a little sad, a little helpless, and a little spoiled. Chivalrous tenderness, nothing more than that. In the embroidered bag, it was the Qiankun bag that made Liu Xuan, a rough-edged sieve, salivate. In the past few days in Huangshan, Lian Chung was forced by Jiang Ling to learn a little bit of skillful empty fur, and he easily opened the ban. With a sweep of his senses, there was a sword inside, and a lake-green belly pocket was placed on the side, which was obviously Jiang Ling's personal belongings. Lian Chung suddenly couldn't cry or laugh. After a moment's pause, he sighed softly and put things aside.