Chapter Twenty-Six: Ruthless Abandonment

Hearing Ji Ling'er's words, Ji Qiu was relieved, this temple is the contact point of the Youyun Sect from the Southern Wilderness, this letter bird is undoubtedly flying to the Youyun Sect, and the Youyun Sect has a lot of relationship with the Soul Suppression Alliance, and will definitely come to the rescue of Ji Ling'er after receiving the news.

The previous few days of walking through the dense forest had exhausted Ji Qiu, and after the rain, the dampness made the injuries on his back more and more serious, and he really couldn't walk.

Ji Ling'er took the carrier pigeon and went to the room to find the messenger pen and ink, while Ji Qiu endured the stench and moved the seriously decomposed corpse to a distance, and in the next few days, he and Ji Ling'er needed to live here, the stench was stinking, how to stay there.

When Ji Qiu removed the body, Ji Linger had already written a letter for help and released the carrier pigeon, there was a well in the temple, Ji Qiu couldn't bear to fetch water, and the two of them cleaned and freshened up.

The east chamber is the residence of the three people who are responsible for delivering the news, although the anti-blood guards killed them, but did not turn over the things in the room, Ji Qiu found all kinds of healing drugs from the room, and the two of them took it internally and externally, and finally relieved themselves.

He had been walking hard from the wild for several days, but this time he finally got a shelter from the wind and rain, and Ji Qiu's heart was relieved, and he was not sleepy or fainted, and he lost consciousness after being in bed.

I don't know how long it took, in the haze, Ji Qiu vaguely heard the high-pitched bird call, and then heard someone shouting, because the injury was too serious, his consciousness was chaotic, he only heard someone shouting, but he didn't know what the other party was saying.

After a while, it seemed that someone was walking around the room, trying to get up and check, but he was too weak to open his eyes, but it was only a flash of thought, and then he lost consciousness again.

Ji Qiu's injury was more serious than he expected, he relied on his mind to support it before, but this time he relaxed and fell apart directly, and he vaguely felt that someone was helping him up, as if he was pouring something into his mouth, but he didn't know what he was filling, he didn't know if it was water or medicine, and he even lost his sense of taste at this time.

In the midst of the confusion, it seems that I heard people talking, some men and some women, but as for what they said, they don't know at all, and I don't know how many people there are.

Fever, prolonged fever, severe fever, burning throat, dry mouth, trying to get up and drink water, but not even the strength to open your eyes.

I don't know how long it took, Ji Qiu finally opened his eyes under extreme thirst, and the room was dark, it should be night. There was a dead silence around, and there was no sound.

The severe high fever made Ji Qiu's joints hurt sharply, and he wanted to get up but couldn't raise his hand, so he had to try to squeeze out a small sound from his thirsty throat, but no one around responded.

After getting used to the dimness, Ji Qiu saw the surrounding scenery clearly, and he was still lying on the bed in the east wing, but Ji Ling'er, who was originally lying on the adjacent bed, was gone.

I was anxious, and I struggled to get up with the severe pain around my body, and when I saw that there was a water bowl at the head of the bed, I held it up with a trembling hand, put it to my lips, and raised my head to drink.

At this time, his internal organs were like being burned by a raging fire, a bowl of water and a cup of water, and when he saw that there was still a jug on the table, he went down to the ground with difficulty, staggered and moved, walked to the table and picked up the jug, and swallowed it violently.

The cold water entered the abdomen, the burning discomfort was slightly relieved, and when he looked down and found that there seemed to be a letterhead on the table, he picked up the fire and lit the oil lamp, and looked down while gasping for breath.

This is indeed a letter, the letter was written to him by Ji Ling'er, but the birds can't carry too many people, she returned before, and she will send the birds to pick him up tomorrow.

After reading the letterhead, Ji Qiufang knew that Ji Ling'er had been picked up by the Soul Suppression Alliance, and then recalled, and finally remembered that someone seemed to have come when he had a high fever before.

Ji Qiu put down the letterhead and walked to the bed again, because he was too weak, he stumbled and fell down after a few steps, and he didn't try to get up after he fell, he was exhausted and exhausted at this time, and he didn't even have the strength to get up.

After sleeping for a long time, I finally woke up, and there was light in the room, and it was already dawn.

The ground was wet and cold, and his injuries were aggravated by his lying on his stomach, not only did he have a high fever, severe pain in his joints, but also began to cough violently.

finally climbed back into bed, and was covered in cold sweat again, and then fainted again.

I don't know how long it took, Ji Qiu woke up again, he was awakened by coughing, he had a wound on his back, he was not allowed to lie down, and lying on his stomach pressed his chest and abdomen, his breath was not smooth, and he coughed violently.

At this time, it was night, and Ji Qiu was unable to stand up, so he reluctantly got off the ground and crawled to the table, trying to reach for the jug, but he couldn't touch it.

On the second day, Ji Linger did not come.

On the third day, no one came......