The man seemed to feel something, and the fingers holding the sword moved.

But that's all there is to it, no matter how Qu Yan pushes him, he doesn't have the slightest reaction.

Qu Yan took a deep breath.

I had to drag him by the arm all the way and drag him out of the pile of dead people. It was only a short period of effort, and she was already sweating in the late autumn.

By the time she returned to Zhuangzi, Qu Yan was already exhausted.

But she didn't even bother to rest, so she rummaged through the cabinets and found a bunch of bottles and cans, and finally determined which bottle was the gold sore medicine, and then stripped off the ghost mask's clothes.

He was covered in criss-crossed knife wounds, and blood dried up.

One of the most terrifying knives, directly from his left shoulder to his lower back, was particularly terrifying.

The boy under this ghost mask doesn't look very old.

At the age of about sixteen or seventeen, she doesn't want her martial arts to be so high, and the momentum of killing people last night, Qu Yan thought, she estimated that she would not be able to forget the scene of flesh and blood flying swords and swords for a few years.

Qu Yan didn't know how to boil water, so she had to wipe him a little bit with a handkerchief dipped in cold water, and only after the location of the wound was confirmed did she sprinkle the gold sore medicine.

During this time, the boy showed no signs of waking up.

Qu Yan was really tired, since she was a child, she experienced so many bumps for the first time, she wanted to lie on the edge of the bed to take a nap, and she didn't want to fall asleep directly......

**

It was late autumn, and the days were short and the nights were long.

When Dongfang Hongsun Fu rose from behind the mountain, and the autumn light was full of eyes, Yan Li's consciousness struggled out of the nightmare.

As soon as he realized it, he noticed that there was another breath beside him, his eyes turned deep, and he turned over and drew his sword to seal the throat of the girl who was sleeping soundly on the edge of the bed.

But the knife wound in his back made him snort, and his eyes tended to double vision, and the sword inevitably deflected and stabbed straight into the bed.

This woke Qu Yan up.

Seeing the posture in front of her, she still had something not white, and she was angry in vain: "I am kind enough to save you, as soon as you wake up, you will use your sword and sword to fight and kill, I should have left you in the pile of corpses to fend for yourself." ”

Damn it.

I knew I should have hidden his sword.

If it hadn't been for his wound cracking just now, maybe she would have confessed her life in a daze when she was half asleep and half awake, sure enough, this kind of people in the rivers and lakes can't just pick it up at home, it's really fatal!

Qu Yan sneered in her heart.

He didn't even plan to sign an overlord contract with him, he just wanted him to boil the water once and send people away.

The sword, where would she dare to continue to tell him to do things.

The young man half-knelt there, effortlessly pulled his sword out of the bed, a pair of cold eyes stared straight at Qu Yan's neck all the time, and said coldly: "Medicine." ”

The first thing he said wasn't a thank you?

Qu Yan couldn't bear to speak.

Because as soon as she opened her mouth, she promised to scare people like a machine gun serial cannon, but the young man in front of her was obviously not easy to provoke, if she really did this, her life would be gone.

So she obediently handed over the small half bottle of gold sore medicine that was still left.

The man didn't answer at first, but stared at her vigilantly, staring at Qu Yan's scalp tingling, before snatching the gold sore medicine in her hand at a very fast speed.

Then he turned over and picked up the ghost mask hanging on the bracket and put it on his face, and left through the window, disappearing without a trace.

This part of the action is smooth and almost instantaneous.

By the time Qu Yan reacted, she couldn't find the other party's figure for a long time.

Qu Yan: "......"

She felt that she was tired and tired to save a big Buddha.

Even if he threw a bone at the dog, he knew how to wag his tail, and this one not only did not thank her, but also killed her, and took away a bottle of good medicine.

**

Unexpectedly, Qu Yan finally took a hot bath.

She scavenged through the contents of the books she had read, then found a fire in the kitchen, lit hay and stuffed it under the boiler, then stuffed a pile of wood into it.

Then he endured the choking smoke and tried to carry water into the cauldron in a small basin.

After successfully boiling out a bucket of hot water, Qu Yan wiped the pot ash on her cheeks happily, feeling that she had made greater progress.

But—

If you can.

She didn't want this progress at all.

And decided that all plans should be in advance.

**

"The fire was so big that when it was found the next day, there was nothing left in the house, and the eldest lady of the Qu family had no bones, and she couldn't even find the ashes."

"Just dead?"

"Not really."

"It's a pity, a few years ago, I accidentally glanced at Miss Qu on the street, she was sitting in a sedan chair, slightly lifted the curtain and looked out, it was really a glimpse, really a peerless beauty!"

"It's a pity, although she went to the countryside to recuperate, in fact, everyone knows that with such an excellent Royal Highness the Crown Prince as a future beloved, how can she not be satisfied, and she also has a private meeting with a foreign man."

"Tut-tut...."

In the teahouse in Kyoto, there is a lot of talk about the eldest lady of the Qu Taiwei family. The faces are either regretful for the death of the beauty, or they feel that this kind of indecent woman died early.