Shangguan Xingyun glanced at Liu Ruofeng, "Get out of the way!" ”

Liu Ruofeng also knew that Yu Ziqing's healing was the most important thing right now, and it was not the time to fight, so he quickly got out of the way.

Qing'er and Drunken Manjing swirled between the hallways, stopping until the end of the hallway.

The two said anxiously: "Okay! ”

"Go get the herbs that have been prepared!"

"Yes!"

Shangguan Xingyun then carried Yu Ziqing to the room at the end of the corridor.

Putting Yu Ziqing on the bed, Shangguan Xingyun took out a golden needle and pierced it in several big holes on Yu Ziqing's head.

Glancing at Liu Ruofeng who followed up, his face turned cold: "Go out, don't bother me to heal Xiao Jiu!" ”

Liu Ruofeng paused, glanced at Yu Ziqing, turned around and walked out.

The cold aura on Yu Ziqing's body emanated again, and Shangguan Xingyun frowned, this time, it seemed that there was some trouble.

Looking at Yu Ziqing's delicate but frowning brows, Shangguan Xingyun's face was distressed, when will you be able to cherish yourself a little?

A thousand years ago, you gave up your life for that person, and a thousand years later, you let yourself be highly poisoned for that person, can you look back and see that there are so many people who love you!

Sighing, "Now, I can only do my best to let you live a few more years in this life, Nether King Poison, I will defeat you!" ”

After a long time, Shangguan Xingyun withdrew the golden needle with a solemn face.

No matter how good the medicinal materials are, they can't smelt the poison of Yu Ziqing, and the poison of the Netherworld King has penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Shangguan Xingyun took out the floating cloud grass he had just obtained and wrapped it with spiritual power, until the floating cloud grass took on the size of a pill, and then stopped moving.

Then, he stuffed the floating cloud grass into Yu Ziqing's mouth, and the floating cloud grass turned into a streamer of light and disappeared.

Floating cloud grass, at least it can ensure that Yu Ziqing will not be poisoned within a year.

This time, it's really dangerous!

At this time, Liu Ruofeng was confronting Rong Zhen, and anger faintly appeared on his face.

"Since you're here, why don't you stay in your dreams?!" Liu Ruofeng knew that if Rong Jue was willing to stay in the dream, Xiao Jiu would not save him, and he would not be injured again.

Rong Jue moved his lips: "It was she who said that the person I love is still in the world." ”

"Don't you believe she's dead?" The wind still does not give up.

Rong Jue and Liu Ruofeng, although they are not peers, they are close friends, and he still knows a little bit about his affairs.

When Rong Jue decided to come to Dream Weaving Pavilion, he tried to dissuade him a lot, but he knew Rong Jue's love, and he also felt the same way, knowing how it felt to love a person, so he no longer dissuaded him.

Yu Ziqing needs to pay a lot of energy and price to save a person who is trapped in a dream and can't extricate himself, not to mention that Yu Ziqing used all the oracles this time!

"Why did you come out if you believe she was dead?! Why not stay honest in your dreams! ”

Liu Ruofeng doesn't care what happens to others, as long as Xiao Jiu is well, it is his sunny day, what does it matter to him whether others live or die? !

"I'll make amends." It took Rong Jue a long time to spit out such a sentence, but it made Liu Ruofeng almost jump to his feet.

Liurufeng stepped forward and grabbed Rong Jue's collar: "Compensation?!" If Xiao Jiu dies, what compensation will you get?! "Does he think a word of compensation is enough? Xiao Jiu, there must be no accident!

"If you really want to make amends, please treat her well after you find her!"

A cold voice came from outside the door, and Liu Ruofeng's body shook violently.

"Xiao Jiu?!"

Yu Ziqing walked into the room, her face was still a little pale, and she smiled at Liu Ruofeng, "I'm fine." ”

"I hope you will protect her with your life in the future!" She looked at Rong Jue and said word by word, with a resolute tone that could not be concealed, "If you treat her badly, even if it is the end of the world, I will not let you go!" ”

There were tears in Rong Jue's eyes: "I know, I know...... I will protect her with my life! ”

He loved her so much that he was willing to give up his life for her, not to mention, he couldn't bear to lose her again!

Yu Ziqing was exhausted and held on, and Qing'er, who followed her, immediately stepped forward to help her and helped her to the couch.

Liu Ruofeng was nervous, "Little Nine ......"

Yu Ziqing pillowed on Qing'er's lap, closed her eyes, and opened them again: "It's okay, don't worry, I'll just sleep." ”

After waking up just now, she asked Shangguan Xingyun to go to Gong Qijing's side, and she came here by herself, she had just woken up, and she was even more tired at this time.

Qing'er put Yu Ziqing away, adjusted a comfortable position for her, and then said to everyone: "Master needs to rest, please move." ”

This room was originally Yu Ziqing's, and because of something, Rong Jue was arranged here, but now that he is awake, he naturally wants to let the room out.

Rong Jue looked at Yu Ziqing, who was already asleep, and followed Qing'er out.

Even Liu Ruofeng was driven out by Qing'er.

Qing'er took them to another room, where Shangguan Xingyun and Gong Qijing were also inside.

"Xiao Jiu slept?" Shangguan Xingyun didn't see Yu Ziqing, so he asked.

Qing'er hid the loss in her eyes and replied, "The master has already slept." ”

Shangguan Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief, "It's good to sleep." ”

Qing'er turned around: "Everyone sit down." ”

After everyone sat down, Qing'er said: "Sect Master of the Poison Sect, the matter that the master asked me to investigate a few days ago has already been confirmed, Liu Qingya, the wife of the Ethereal Villa, she is a disciple of the Kunshan Immortal Spirit Sect. ”

Rong never understood what this had to do with Liu Qingya: "What does this have to do with me?" ”

Qing'er said unhurriedly: "Of course it matters, eighteen years ago, Xian Ling'er, the daughter of Xian Chen, the sect leader of the Xian Ling Sect, was buried in a fire in Kunshan, and then there was Liu Qingya, a closed disciple of Xian Chen, not long after, Liu Qingya married Yu Qingtian, and after July, Liu Qingya gave birth to a daughter Yu Ziyan. ”

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

"You still don't understand?" Qing'er smiled sarcastically, and a water mirror appeared in her hand, and in the water mirror, a woman's face appeared.

Rong Jie's breathing tightened suddenly.