Chapter 100

Although Mingxuan is a beauty, he never thought of holding a beauty to martyrdom. Before Izumo Shu Wonderland, he had discovered that this cliff had another mystery.

When the weather is clear and fogless, you can see from the valley that there is a hidden cave hidden by branches hanging down from above, and the entrance of the cave is as high as a man.

But the map is also clearly marked, I don't know what the internal situation is, whether there are beasts or not.

It is precisely because there is a cliff on the right side of the path down the mountain that the heron did not arrange an ambush, probably trying to force himself into a corner, so as to catch the turtle in the urn. Because of this, Ming Xuan was able to come to this cliff smoothly.

The moment he jumped, Ming Xuan could only secretly pray to God to bless Xuan Shengzi's map without pitting people, otherwise it would be really martyrdom.

The cliff was covered with clouds and mist, and it was impossible to see from above whether a person had fallen to the bottom of the valley. But the cave was not far from the top of the cliff, so you couldn't see it, but beware of their bows and firebolts. Therefore, Ming Xuancai has been killing all the crossbowmen, for fear that there will be omissions.

Ming Xuan stared intently at the cliff wall covered with layers of green vines and saw that a hole that was different from the blue-green stone wall flashed. The moment he saw the entrance of the cave, he grabbed the vine, Ming Xuan held the person in one hand, carried the piano on his back, and it was extremely difficult to grasp the vine with one hand.

In the process of slowing down, the palm of the hand was grinding hot and painful by the vines. Finally stopped, Ming Xuan gritted his teeth, his waist was forced, and he put his toes on his toes first.

After a long time, I finally managed to enter the inside of the cave.

The light outside the cave shone through the cracks in the vines that had just entered and opened, and I didn't dare to say that it was bright, but at least it was bright. Ming Xuan looked around carefully and found that there was no threat.

The cave is not big, more than ten steps to the end, but it is not small, there are more than one person high, two people are more than enough, but it is relatively damp, and there is a thin moss on the stone wall inside.

The ground has some dead vines and fallen leaves, and the overall situation is relatively flat. Kicking away the leaves with his foot, Ming Xuan carefully laid the person in his arms flat on the ground, only to find that the blood on the corner of Su Ying's mouth had turned dark purple, and the person had already fainted. Frowning slightly, leaning the piano to the side at will, Ming Xuan lifted the bloodstained cuffs, reached out to hold Su Ying's wrist, and probed the pulse.

The pulse was very weak, obviously from a lot of internal injuries, and there were many external wounds, and the biggest problem was excessive blood loss.

With his knuckles against his lower lip, Ming Xuan stood up and walked to the entrance of the cave, seeing that the clouds were shrouded in mist today, and the fog was very thick, and he expected that he would not be able to see this place in the valley, so he pulled the vines to both sides, allowing brighter light to be thrown into the cave.

Turning around and carrying Su Ying to a relatively dry place in the cave, Ming Xuan knelt beside the man with chapped lips and a bloodless face, took out a few small medicine bottles from his arms, and prepared to apply medicine.

Suddenly looked down, but found that the young man lying on the ground was pale because of blood loss, at this time he showed a bit of a teenager's appearance, long bangs were attached to the corners of his forehead, the side of his face was full of sweat, the blood at the corners of his lips was dry, and his complexion was as white as snow.

A pair of eyebrows that liked to be raised were now obediently hanging down on their foreheads, because the pain was slightly raised, which weakened the man's aggressive aura when he was awake, making him look more well-behaved and docile, pitiful, and seemed to be at the mercy of others. The slightly open lips, the rapid breath after the injury, the sharpened jaw, the long hair that was wet with sweat and wrapped around the body, with a haggard charm, stained with a weakness that you can't usually see, it's irresistible.

Sensing that the rate of breathing increased, Ming Xuan turned his head suddenly, not daring to look again. Reaching out and unscrewing the bottle of Jin Chuangyao, he stopped the bleeding for Su Ying first.

Cautiously taking off Su Ying's light lotus-colored coat and blood-stained middle coat, Su Ying's body trembled slightly from touching the wound. Waiting for Su Ying's pain to pass, Ming Xuan carefully tore off the profane clothes that had been adhered to the wound.

Su Ying, who was in a coma, frowned even tighter, as if the pain was unbearable. Ming Xuan stretched out his hand to scrape the sweat from the corner of Su Ying's forehead, picked out some Jinchuang medicine powder from the medicine bottle, and carefully applied it to the wound under his shoulder.

Su Ying's body curled up slightly. Ming Xuan pressed Su Ying's limbs down and continued to apply the powder. The limbs were restrained, and Su Ying struggled reflexively in the coma, but they were all resolved one by one.

Ming Xuan took care of one wound, followed by the next.

The external injuries on Su Ying's body were not very serious, and he applied Jinchuang medicine, and after waiting for a while, Ming Xuan tore off a few strips of clothing from the hem of his clothes, and put a thin layer of raw muscle loose on the man's wound that he carried with him, and then bandaged it.

After the external injury is treated, the most headache is the internal injury. Ming Xuan was standing not far from Su Ying just now, and he could see it clearly.

That punch really hit Su Ying's body, although Su Ying reacted extremely quickly and avoided important viscera, but it was such a heavy punch, and it still caused some damage to the internal organs.

This internal injury is no better than an external injury, and it cannot be healed without treatment.

Although the Xuantian Holy Grass Liquid from last time was brought out this time, it was not completely symptomatic...... This thought for a lifetime, while trying to eliminate the condemnation of conscience, Ming Xuan searched in his arms for any other cure for injuries, and finally came to the conclusion that this is really nothing.

Helplessly, he glanced at Su Ying, who was haggard and unconscious, and Ming Xuan looked at the Xuantian Holy Grass Liquid, which was hard to find in his immortal realm, and sighed sadly.

I really owe him in my last life......

Again, when he was injured for the sake of others, he used medicine that he was usually reluctant to save him. Ming Xuan turned to think about it, is this guy sure that he brought Xuantian Holy Grass Liquid, and he will definitely not let him fend for himself, so he plays so desperately.

Sighing again, Ming Xuan poured the fragrant liquid into his mouth, and put his lips on the chapped lips.

The blood in the mouth was mixed with the fragrance of the elixir, and it was unusually harmonious. Gently priing open his teeth, Ming Xuan carefully poured the liquid into Su Ying's mouth without dropping. After finishing the auxiliary medicine, he was not in a hurry to leave, slowly licked Su Ying's lips and teeth, and gently kissed away the remaining blood stains at the corners of his lips, and then got up.

Lowering his head and smiling bitterly, looking at his left shoulder, which was almost stabbed, Ming Xuan began to heal himself.

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Su Ying knew that he was dreaming again.

Like countless afternoons they had spent together, Qiluan stretched out his hand to wrap around him, and they sat together in front of the lotus pond behind his dormitory. The table was filled with dim sum that was too delicate to swallow, and Qiluan doted on him, his chin resting on his shoulder.

couldn't help but reach out and pull away Qiluan's hand, Su Ying feigned anger and said, "Don't shake it!" ”

"Angry?" Qiluan reached out and pinched Su Ying's chin, forcing Su Ying to look at him.

Pouting impatiently, but not feeling impatient at all in his heart, Su Ying opened his hand, "I'll talk to you about business." It's been a few days in a row that I've been sick, didn't you promise your family Xun Qing to go to court on time tomorrow? I don't want people to say that I'm a politician. ”

Qiluan wisely avoided answering, and just said, "Who said that Xun Qing is from my family?" Only Xiaoying, you are my Shangguan family, no one wants to rob it. ”

Su Ying raised her face and snorted.

“…… Xiaoying, you said that if one day, you find out what I did...... I'm sorry for your business, will you leave me? Qiluan's face leaned against his back, and Su Ying couldn't see his expression.

Su Ying hesitated for a moment, then smiled: "...... Won't it......"

Qiluan was silent and didn't speak, just wrapped his arms around him silently tightened a little.

Suddenly thinking of something, Su Ying was silent, and after a while, he said tentatively: "...... What if I ask you this question? ”

"Huh?" Qiluan snorted sullenly, and said after a while: "No, no, no, but, with your little conscience, you can't do anything......"

I can't remember how to answer, the dream scene changed, and finally froze in one place.

Qiluan was wearing layers of gorgeous and intricate robes, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were soaked with a bright smile. He pulled a person, his eyes were like flowers, his temples were piled up with clouds, and he was smiling.

It's not Su Ying.

There was a slight light rain in the sky, like their vows, and with the rain ridiculously flowing all over the ground, mixed with the filth that had accumulated day by day, and the filth was unsightly.

"Kiran ......"

Talking to oneself, ending like talking to oneself.

"Didn't you say yes...... Stay with me...... Forever? ”

His glamorous silk was engraved in the slightest in his eyes, and he held the hand of someone Su Ying didn't know, and walked into the oath he promised himself.

Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

It's all!

The moment I turned around, tears still flowed all over my face.

After such a long time, it turned out that in the end, there was only that one person who really couldn't let him go.

Su Ying knew it was time to wake up.

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When I opened my eyes, I could only see the mossy stone wall above. The air was filled with a rotten smell that no one cared about, and the tips of Su Ying's regained senses touched the ground full of dust and dead leaves.

Lifting his neck slightly, his whole body hurt so much that he almost fell apart, and he had to give up obediently. Su Ying looked up in a daze, and suddenly the dream just now became clear and terrifying.

The clearest thing is the happy smile on Qiluan's face.

"Awake?"

Hearing this, Su Ying moved his eyes, and saw Ming Xuan, who was leaning on the stone wall beside him, covered in blood and rags, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Ming Xuan was really a little embarrassed.

After staring at the big eyes for a long time, Su Ying could only ask a word.

"You...... What do you think? ”

Ming Xuan raised his eyebrows, "Tut-tut...... The beauty is too indifferent to the next! It's cold......"

Watching him continue his "beauty theory", it seems that he can't die. Su Ying was a little relieved, supported her body with her hands, and sat up with difficulty. Only then did I find that not being able to sit up is not only a subjective reason, but also an objective reason, and the "uniqueness" of my shoulder bandage, I will never find a second one in this world.

Under special circumstances, Su Ying thought that it was better not to complain, and smiled bitterly, he took it out of his sleeve and touched it, and threw a few delicate small bottles towards Ming Xuan, "The best raw muscle powder, twin snow lotus, use it yourself." ”

Ming Xuan took the small bottle, his eyebrows were thoughtful, he glanced at him lightly, and began to take care of himself.

Although Su Ying didn't expect it, he really didn't say a word.

Well, shaking his head in amusement, Su Ying began to think about his own affairs. There is such a big commotion here, Weixue probably already knows, it is very likely that she has arrived at Xiansu Peak, and it is only a matter of time to find them.

Thinking about it, this Yunshu Yaoqin wants to say that Su Ying has the credit, but if Ming Xuan wants to take it, he has nothing to say. What about the Ghost Emperor's birthday? Su Ying held her cheeks and began to worry.

“…… There is no solution to the things in the pavilion on the mountain...... I'll keep it a secret for you. ”

The words without a head or tail made Su Ying couldn't help but look up at Ming Xuan who was speaking. Ming Xuan just healed himself expressionlessly, and didn't look at Su Ying at all, Su Ying raised his eyebrows and was slightly surprised.

"Yunshu Yaoqin, you can take it too." Raising his head, Ming Xuan's faint eyebrows, faint eyes, and faint tone, Feng Xuan's eyes were calm, and he couldn't see any displeasure.

Neither is a refusal, nor does it seem appropriate to agree.

Su Ying looked at him silently, always feeling that Ming Xuan didn't seem to be happy.

"Your men will arrive today and tomorrow, and we will go our separate ways." Mingxuan stood up and walked to the entrance of the cave and looked out, "...... I'm not going to force you to ......"

Ming Xuan lowered his head, and his long hair draped behind his back trembled slightly.

"I can't afford it." Su Ying twisted his head and said lightly.

"I know." Ming Xuan said, and said slowly, "...... I know. ”