Chapter Eighty-One: Riding the Dust
"You are the brother-in-law that Sister Rong said, right?" Looking at the burly middle-aged man in front of him, Qin Tao asked with a slight bow.
"Don't dare to be. In Shimotsuneshi, it's just a subordinate of the cabinet master. Dahan knelt on his knees and hummed hummed.
Qin Tao nodded slightly and didn't say much, stiffly propped up his somewhat weak body, and then carefully supported Li Rongrong on his back, and asked Chang Shi, "Any of you are surnamed Shui Soul Qi?"
He naturally knew that Li Rongrong's injuries were by no means the surface of flesh and skin, so he had to find a water cultivator who was good at healing right now.
Chang Shi glanced at the black wound under Li Rongrong's ribs and couldn't help frowning, and hurriedly hummed: "There are indeed brothers from the water system among us, but the pavilion master's injury is probably beyond the ordinary cultivators who can treat it......"
Qin Tao naturally believed what a soul said, and he also understood that the injuries caused by that ghost qi were by no means ordinary. However, his concern about Li Rongrong made him lose his mind a little, and he immediately yelled at Chang Shi and asked, "Then what do you say!"
The black-clothed men who were half-kneeling behind them couldn't help but be stunned, and they all cast inquiring glances at the boss in their hearts, Tsuneshi, and some even had a hint of resentment in them.
The little coachman dared to yell at the chief of the guard, who was the chief of the guard, the cronies of the pavilion master, and if it weren't for these brothers who were born and died, even others would probably feel very unjust.
However, as a leader, Tsuneishi naturally saw a different taste. Ever since he came to the ruin-like alleyway and saw the young coachman with a red scarf on his head, he had already guessed a little different, and seeing the young man hugging Li Rongrong tightly without the slightest relaxation, the coachman was definitely not as simple as a subordinate.
As the pavilion lord's close friend and protector or her brother-in-law, Tsuneishi naturally knew where Li Rongrong's weakness in the battle was. If it weren't for the important task this time, I'm afraid that the heavy responsibility of guarding would not have been Qin Tao's turn.
Thinking of this, Chang Shi not only did not resentfully Qin Tao's roar, but had an additional understanding. A young man who is trusted and fully entrusted by the Pavilion Master definitely has a believable enough side, Tsuneishi thinks so, and he also believes that the Pavilion Master will think the same way.
Noticing the gaze of the black-clothed guards around him, Qin Tao suddenly felt a little out of shape, his cheeks couldn't help but burn slightly, and his heart was even more chaotic. Trying to stabilize his mind, Qin Tao gently picked up Li Rongrong and walked silently towards the light and shadow horse.
The eyes of almost all the guards were focused on Tsuneishi's body at the same moment, all waiting for the boss to give an order. However, Tsuneishi was uncharacteristically calm, and said in a humming voice, "Little brother, can you take a step to speak?"
Such a compliment couldn't help but surprise the brothers, and they were extremely puzzled to think about why the boss was so abnormal today.
Qin Tao turned his head to look at Tsuneishi with a sincere face, then nodded slightly, and walked towards a raised pile of sand and stones.
After rummaging through a relatively flat gravel, Qin Tao sat up steadily and took Li Rongrong's increasingly cold delicate body into his arms, and at the same time said to Changshi beside him: "Hurry up, Sister Rong can't delay." ”
Tsuneishi smacked the tiger's head heavily, the bear's back bowed slightly, and he tried his best to lower his voice and said, "Little brother, you might as well send the pavilion master to the seventy-second first, and see if my scumbag can save the pavilion master." ”
Qin Tao gently lifted the corners of his eyebrows, and said in a slight mutter: "That sister can be saved?"
"Even if you can't save it, you can come up with a complete solution. Tsuneishi replied in a deep voice.
Qin Tao's mind spun rapidly, thinking about whether there were any doubts or flaws in it. But at this time, he didn't have more time to analyze, as long as he could save Li Rongrong, even if there was a sea of purgatory fire ahead, he would never back down.
The black-clothed guards looked at Qin Tao's whispers in surprise, their eyes blank and hesitant. And at this moment, Tsuneishi waved his big hand and pointed at the northern sky, and ordered: "The guards obey the order and immediately escort the pavilion master back to Wanyang City, there must be no mistake!"
The black-clothed guards who received the order all shook their spirits and gave Tsuneishi a heavy jaw on him, and then turned into several phantoms and disappeared in place.
Carrying Li Rongrong and Qin Tao on his back, he walked to the front of the light and shadow horse, and then sent the sister and brother on the back of the horse with the help of Tsuneishi.
Wrapping Li Rongrong tightly with a rag, Qin Tao gently patted the horse's neck under the mane and whispered, "Brother Ma, it's up to you this time." With that, he shook the reins, clamped his legs around the horse's belly, and went away with the horse's hooves.
Tsuneishi glanced back at the burning Castle Lord's Mansion in the south, the corners of his stiff mouth showed a hint of smugness, and then he turned into a glimpse and caught up with the white horse.
The light and shadow horse was galloping, Qin Tao held the reins tightly with his left hand, and his right hand held Li Rongrong, who was wrapped in a gray cloak, his eyes were full of anxiety, and he couldn't wait to fly to Wanyang City.
The Light and Shadow Horse running with all its strength was no less than an ordinary flying griffin beast in terms of speed, and within half a day, Qin Tao had already left the border of the Haoling Empire and entered the range of Wanyang City.
The end of autumn seems to favor rain, and there is a lot of cold rain along the way, and it can't help but create a thick cold when it falls on the body.
Feeling the increasingly cold and faint breath of the beautiful woman in his arms, Qin Tao mourned in his heart, looking at the blurred city and the low-hanging gray sky in the distance, he couldn't help but let out a desolate roar.
A ride is a red face, stepping through the Xiongguan 100,000 soldiers.
In the evening, Qin Tao and Tsuneishi arrived at the No. 72 house. Tsuneishi's wife couldn't help but be shocked when she saw Li Rongrong, who was dying, and hurriedly sorted out a soft bed, her expression was already full of sadness and worry.
Gently put Li Rongrong on the bed and covered it with a thick quilt, Qin Tao immediately knelt down on one knee without hesitation, and begged the young woman on the side: "Sister, please save Sister Rong, the kid is here to thank you!"
He was not familiar with the cultivators of the water system, and Zhou Ling was in a deep sleep, so in such a hurry, he could only hope for Changshi and his wife to save Li Rongrong.
The young woman's hands supported Qin Tao's bowing body, forcibly endured the crystal in the corners of her eyes, and responded with a slightly trembling voice: "Hurry up, little brother, the pavilion master is so kind to us that I will definitely do my best to save it." ”
Chang Shi on the side interjected in a deep voice: "Little brother, without further ado, let's let Xin Yun be treated quickly." ”
Qin Tao immediately stood up, wiped the corners of his damp eyes, and bowed to the couple, and then stepped aside.
The young woman Xin Yun nodded to the two, and then half-sat on the edge of the bed and gently lifted the outside of the quilt, looking for the wound on Li Rongrong's body.
But when she saw the black sword wounds under her ribs, she couldn't help but gasp, her pupils contracted sharply, and she exclaimed in a panic: "Ghost Domain Evil!"
Qin Tao and Chang Shi on the side suddenly frowned, both of them looking surprised. Even though they didn't know what the Demon Realm was, they could roughly tell from its name that it was not a good thing.
Gently putting down the quilt, the young woman Xin Yun pondered for a moment, then shook her head helplessly, and sighed: "I didn't expect that the pavilion master would encounter such a powerful character this time, and he actually had the evil of the ghost domain of the ghost domain." ”
Puzzled, Chang Shi hurriedly asked, "What is the evil evil in the Ghost Domain?"
Xin Yun glanced at him affectionately and responded, "Don't you even know the evil aura of the Ghost Emperor." ”
Hearing this, Chang Shi was suddenly startled, and he was a little speechless. And Qin Tao became even more furious after hearing the word Ghost Emperor, a pair of fists clenched with a clattering sound, and countless angry glints rose in his eyes.
Ghost Emperor, the culprit who colluded with the Sword Emperor Buchen and caused the Ice Emperor Zhou Ling to fall in the Sword Cloud Sect, Qin Tao will never forget it in his life.
"Could it be that it is the master of the Ghost Domain who is fighting against the Pavilion Master?" Tsuneishi guessed.
Xin Yun took out Li Rongrong's cold jade hand from the quilt and put it in her palm, and then urged her soul energy to release a light blue soft halo between each other's palms, and then wrapped Li Rongrong's jade hand and wrist.
The soft light illuminated the somewhat dark hut, and surrounded Li Rongrong's body with the soul energy in Xin Yun's palm. The light blue color appeared and disappeared from time to time, and a transparent blue shield quietly took shape outside Li Rongrong's body, and the extremely fluid soul qi surged on it like a wave, brewing a breath of life.
It lasted for nearly two hours, the blue shield disappeared and converged, and the soul qi in Xin Yun's palm stopped transmitting. Wiping away the fine sweat on her forehead, Xin Yun let out a soothing breath and slowly stood up.
Qin Tao hurriedly ran to the bed, looked carefully at Li Rongrong in the quilt, and did not forget to wrap the quilt tightly.
Seeing that Li Rongrong's breath had recovered evenly, although she was still in a coma, her wheezing was no longer as weak as before, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and her gloomy mood was much clearer.
Xin Yun pursed her lips, and said in a subtle voice: "The pavilion master's surname is worry-free for the time being, but there is no way to let her wake me up......" After speaking, she lowered her head and sighed.
Tsuneishi walked up to her and gently put his big hand on the trembling shoulder, allowing Xin Yun to lean firmly on him.
Qin Tao put down the veils on both sides of the bed, glanced at the steady Li Rongrong affectionately, and then turned around and asked in a low voice, "How can I treat her in my sister's opinion?"
Xin Yun looked at the young man in front of her, and saw a trace of perseverance and sincerity in her clear eyes, she couldn't help but nod her head slightly, and then said, "I'm afraid there is only one person in this world who can save the pavilion master." ”
"Who?" Qin Tao raised a ray of hope in his heart.
"Fang Yu, the white-clothed holy hand. ”
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