Chapter Thirty-Eight: I'm Late

As soon as Yi Ying came back and stepped into the temple gate, Si You hurriedly ran to him.

"God, it's not good. Not long ago, the Heavenly Soldiers escorted Jing Han to the Void Roof. Go and save her, or something will happen. Si You was anxious.

He frowned and said, "White Tiger, you can settle this fairy for the time being, and the god will come when he goes." ”

The dignity moved so fast, and it was all blamed on the fact that the god was late. Jinghan, I wonder how you are now?

On the void roof, Jing Han collapsed to the ground as soon as she received 7749 lashes, her blood stained the gray stone brick road, and the whip marks on her back were now blurred with flesh and blood, and she couldn't even breathe, and the black jade she held in her hand never slipped off.

"The execution is complete." Xiulin Immortal Jun couldn't bear to see this scene, so he turned around and disappeared.

With the brief roar of thunder, the relentless heavy rain swept the entire void roof, and the merciless rain smashed on Jinghan's flesh and blood blurred body, and the bone-chilling cold spread from the bottom of his heart.

It hurts, it hurts, I'm not going to die...

Her eyelids were heavy, and she couldn't open them.

When Yiying arrived, no matter how heavy the rain was, he helped Jinghan up: "As a teacher, it's too late." ”

Blood stained Yiyi's snow-white clothes, and the rain soaked everything.

"Master, you're here," she said weakly.

He tried to suppress the sadness in his heart, but still whispered to her, "Well, I'll take you back for the teacher." ”

Yi Ying stood up with Jing Han in his arms, and Moyu fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

In the wind and rain, one master and one apprentice left.

Si You had been waiting at the door to look into the distance, but she still couldn't let go of Jinghan in her heart.

"God, you're back."

Seeing Jinghan's scene at this moment, the feeling was like a blood mark was drawn on her heart, and she almost broke down and cried at the thought of the pain she was suffering that she couldn't share.

"How could Xiao Jinghan hurt her body completely."

"Si You, this god will do everything he can to heal her and make her better."

Yi Ying carried her back to her dormitory, and because her back was covered with bruises, it was obvious to the naked eye that no part of it was intact, so she could only turn over and lie on the couch.

Her bony body looked stiff and helpless, her bloodless face pale as paper, and her slightly trembling lips were still struggling to breathe.

"Jinghan, the master will definitely save you." Yi Ying held her hand.

He pursed his lips and carefully uncovered the shirt that was clinging to his back, and it took a lot of effort for the half-dried wound to melt into the shirt.

Jing Han clenched his teeth and hissed in pain, his facial expression distorted.

"Jinghan, bear with me." Yi Ying stretched out his hand to light the incense for her, "Sleep, it won't hurt when you fall asleep." ”

The scent reassures her and makes her fall asleep.

As soon as Jing Han fell asleep, it made Yi Ying's movement more convenient. It took nearly an hour to untie all the clothes, and he brought medicinal wine and pressed it carefully on the wound, but the medicinal wine alone could not completely heal her. He was also deeply affected by the power of the fairy whip, not to mention that it was a fairy like Jinghan who was still shallow in cultivation, and if he wanted to repair the internal injuries, he was afraid that the ordinary immortal pill would not be able to heal.

He finished serving Jinghan with the medicinal wine, then closed the curtain and brought a screen to cover her behind her.

"White Tiger."

"What does the master command?" The white tiger is in charge.

"Hurry up and go to the library to find the "Thousand Machines Record" for the gods."

"Yes."

Within the Demon Realm.

Qing Zhi heard the news that she was about to marry Zeyu Shangjun, and she couldn't wait to confirm with him.

"Miss Qingzhi."

"Where is the king?"

"We don't know about that." The guards looked at each other.

"Don't embarrass you, I'll take a look everywhere first."

She was wandering around the Jiuyan Palace, and she couldn't help but be excited when she thought that this was the place she would live in the future.

"Thousands of years of waiting have finally been in vain."

She has known Ze Yu since she was a child, no one knows Ze Yu better than her, and only she is qualified to stand by his side in the future.

Qingzhi passed by the hall where Zeyu was sleeping, and placed a letter in an inconspicuous place on the table.

Curious, she stepped forward to open the letter, read the contents roughly, and finally signed it as Jing Han.

"Jinghan?" She searched through the images in her mind, "Is that her?" "The last time she went to dispense medicine for her father on the street, she met Zeyu at the door, and there was a woman next to him at that time.

For thousands of years, not a single woman stood with him.

The letter was held tightly by her, and her eyes revealed viciousness: "I will never allow anyone to ruin my marriage with Zeyu at this time." ”

She rearranged the letter and said with a wicked smile: "It seems that I am going to go to the fairy world in person, so I must let you break this thought." ”