His Royal Highness had never done the work of waiting for people, and he poured all the wine into it with his hand, almost choking Luo Qingyin half to death.

When he was done, he didn't know where to put the bottle, so he stuffed it back into her hand and asked with concern, "What are you going to do next?" ”

Under the effect of Baicao Wine, the trembling of Luo Qingyin's fingertips gradually eased: "Help me bandage it." ”

Hua Qianye was stunned, the tips of his ears suddenly turned red, and his eyes were full of embarrassment: "I won't, you teach me how to do it." ”

Luo Qingyin: "......"

Taking a deep breath, Luo Qingyin urged the three thousand flowers to kill and suppress the surging blood on his shoulder, took out a bottle of rejuvenation powder with one hand, sprinkled it on the wound, and said in pain while inhaling: "Then help destroy the corpse and destroy the traces, we have to blame the palace for medicine, and we can't let them see the clues on the corpse." ”

Hua Qianye stood still, and his expression became more and more embarrassed: "How do you want to destroy it?" ”

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Tutor: How clean and elegant did you grow up?

Snow ginseng dolls can do better than you!

Luo Qingyin just wanted to hit the wall.

But even if she doesn't hit the wall now, she will die of pain.

Hua Qianye has always cared about these details, and he doesn't bother to pay attention to them, for him, it is already his best effort to kill the fourth hand...... was still provoked by Luo Qingyin's injury.

Clumsily carrying her on his back, Hua Qianye calmed down and said loudly: "Those don't matter, I'll take you out first." ”

He couldn't even carry people, and his awkward posture made her feel painful.

Wrapping his uninjured right hand around his shoulder, Luo Qingyin called out in his spirit: "Broken Monkey, come back and help me wipe the traces clean." ”

Half an hour later, the ink monkey swept out of the sky, "squeaked", picked up her flower vine and stuffed it into her stomach, and took out the corpse powder familiarly to clean up the scene.

Under the dual effect of rejuvenation powder and baicao wine, Luo Qingyin's injured shoulder throbbed and hurt, but she lost too much blood, her consciousness was half awake and half drowsy, lying on Hua Qianye's back, she stared blankly at the darkness passing in front of her, in a trance, as if she didn't know where she was.

The journey from the valley to the top of the mountain was only a moment's work for Youwuhou Xiuren.

But Hua Qianye looked at the bright lights on the top of the mountain, and only felt that the road under his feet seemed to have no end, and he couldn't finish it.

Since he was a child, he has been a noble son who has opened his mouth and stretched out his hand, except for reading classics and cultivating, he doesn't even have basic self-care skills.

This experience was the first time in his life that he went out alone.

Within a few months, he had learned to take care of himself.

Healing and bandaging, which are a little more difficult, he has not yet begun to learn.

Luo Qingyin was injured, and the only thing he could do was to go up to the top of the mountain as soon as possible and let someone else do it for him.

Applying the speed to the extreme, Hua Qianye still felt slow.

Thinking that it was her powerlessness that caused her to be injured, thinking of the blood gushing from her shoulder, thinking of the embarrassment that she couldn't help...... He felt a throbbing pain in his heart, more painful than being stabbed by his fiancée.

He suddenly hated himself.

I hate why I can't heal, why I can't bandage, why I don't understand this, I don't understand that......

Once, he felt that as long as there was cultivation, everything was not a problem.

Now he wants to do anything.

Unable to hear any sound from the person on his back, his warm eyes were stained with anxiety and endless guilt, and he asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?" ”

Luo Qingyin closed his eyes and lay on his back, listening to his words for a while before he realized that he was asking himself, and said lightly: "It's not very painful." ”

The left shoulder is almost removed, and it still doesn't hurt?

Hua Qianye was silent for a long time and said, "If it hurts, you can cry." ”

Luo Qingyin laughed out loud: "What's the use of crying?" ”

What's the use of crying?

It is probably the effect of washing the eyes and consuming the water in the body, which makes no sense.

Hua Qianye was stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "It really doesn't have any effect." ”

Hearing the guilt in his voice, Luo Qingyin nodded: "It really doesn't hurt much, the wound is already healing, you don't have to worry." ”

Luo Qingyin has been determined since he was a child, and he has taken an extremely difficult road in his past and present lives.

She was almost immune to the pain.

Think about the waterfall forging body, think about the fire forging soul technique, think about the damage to the divine soul, this injury is really not painful.

It's just that I've lost too much blood and I'm a little sleepy.

Hua Qianye sighed softly: "It's me who can't stand you." ”

Luo Qingyin didn't know if she was asleep or what, but didn't respond.

"Qingyin, I'm sorry." He spoke again in his heart, as if she could hear it.

As he spoke, he had reached the top of the mountain.

Luo Qingyin looked at the bright light, and suddenly there was a stirring in his heart, and he came to his senses, grabbed Hua Qianye's monk's robe, and said in a low voice: "Mentor, you let me down and go to the third elder to get back what belongs to you?" ”

Hua Qianye's arms behind the person's back tightened a little, and the guilt on his face did not disappear, but there was a touch of resoluteness: "I'll take you out first." ”

"No, I'll just call someone else." Luo Qingyin turned his head to look at the position of his shoulder, and the bleeding had stopped.

The injury was a bit severe, but it was by no means the worst she had ever suffered.

Whether in her previous life or in this life, she has a principle, that is, no matter how many injuries she is, as long as she still has a breath, she must complete the task.

Otherwise, the opponent you encounter next time will be more ruthless and desperate, and the chances of survival will be smaller.

She will not allow anything to fall short.

Besides, Hua Qianye helped her get the Soul Replenishing Grass, and if his things were left in the Bloody Hand Gate, she would not be happy in her heart.

Struggling to get off the ground, Luo Qingyin blew a secret signal, and after a while, Ming Jiu and Ying Yi, who were wearing night cloaks, appeared in front of them.

Without waiting for Luo Qingyin to open his mouth to the code, he took out the spiritual jade she gave in You Heicheng a few days ago and shook it in front of her, and was about to speak, when his eyes caught a glimpse of Hua Qianye's blood-soaked monk's robe, and said worriedly: "Are you injured?" ”

"It's okay, you can help me." Luo Qingyin stretched out his hand towards Ming Jiu, turned his head to look at Ying Yi, and his voice was steady and slightly cool: "How is the situation?" ”

Ying Xing saluted: "All the people outside have been put down by us. Inside, they were in a stalemate with the three elders. ”

Luo Qingyin nodded and ordered, "You bring the mentor over, help the mentor get the things back, and then come out together." Ming Jiu and I are waiting for you outside. ”

Kageichi's gaze fell on the bloody wound on her shoulder, and he hesitated, "...... you?" ”

Luo Qingyin's face was as usual: "It's just a small injury, go quickly!" ”

Ying Yi stopped talking nonsense, and saluted Hua Qianye: "Please come with me." ”

Hua Qianye looked deeply at her pale face due to excessive blood loss, opened her mouth, wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything, and finally just spit out: "I'll come out soon." ”

Mao Dun Literature