He was only stabbed, but he had already taken a stomach full of medicine.

After taking so many at the same time, he was not afraid of the conflict of the medicinal properties and poisoned him to death.

It's no wonder that these two women can become friends, and they have a good way of acting.

From the wind resignedly swallowed the bucktooth hard, and the throat was sore from the jam.

Bright red blood stains stain the white clothes, and the scarlet color is frightening.

Qingyan trembled his hands, and gently lifted his blood-stained clothes to see a shocking wound.

It's so deep, it won't pierce it, right?

If it's a pneumothorax, it's not good.

She thought of the bloody dagger she was holding just now.

"I pierced it?" The tone was uncertain.

Shouldn't it? Although she is a little fierce and has a big temper, she will not casually prick the hearts of her disciples for no reason.

And she didn't remember it at all.

"I did it myself, it's a bit itchy here." This kind of fantastical words do not change from the wind.

"Oh, so you stab you wherever it itches?" Qingyan pursed her lips, trying to help the person up.

Who knew that she pulled his arm, but he couldn't pull it.

"You're going to lie down all the time?" Half an hour of snow will cover him.

"I don't want to."

The wind smiled bitterly and tried to sit up, but his whole body felt like he was nailed to the ground.

Qingyan nodded understandingly, and pulled hard, and even the ice from under the wind was pulled up by her.

It froze together.

He was as straight as a lying corpse, and Qingyan was worried about how to carry the person back.

Senior Sister smiled and suggested, "You can do this." ”

She pointed to the hand of the wind and made a drag motion.

It turned out that she still remembered that when Yi Junzi was hit by the Flying Dew Flower Poison Mushroom, this is how the wind dragged people back.

"Good idea." Qingyan sneered.

Congfeng frowned unhappily and looked at Qingyan in refusal.

It's better to treat him like this, and let him freeze to death outside.

"I'm sorry." Qingyan smiled slyly, grabbed one of his hands, and slammed it hard.

This woman is so ruthless.

sighed from the wind, the true love of those years was finally wrongly paid.

In the next second, his whole body rose into the air and fell into a warm embrace.

Qingyan just teased him, how could he really drag him on the ice.

Regardless of whether it would make him feel cold, the knife in her heart alone made her blame herself.

She pretended not to know and just didn't want to waste this kid's kindness, just because it didn't mean that the matter was over.

She knew she must have been controlled for no apparent reason, and she didn't fight herself.

He came out without thinking that he would lie upright in her arms.

I didn't expect her strength to be quite strong, so that he didn't feel afraid of falling.

was picked up by the woman he liked, and he didn't know what expression to show at the moment.

Joy is naturally there, but he is a dignified seven-foot man, and he is really not suitable for a bird.

Qingyan didn't expect that one day he would be so unhesitating and easily pick up a man.

But it seems that only this position is most beneficial to his wounds.

"What? Not happy? Qingyan saw that his brows were furrowed, worried about touching the wound, and his movements were more gentle.

She rarely treats him so gently, but it makes Congfeng a little uncomfortable.

The woman's faint fragrance filled his nose, and her long hair blew and gently brushed his face, disturbing people's hearts and ears.

Looking down from the wind, he saw a heaving arc, and the beautiful curves rose and fell with his breathing, and his eyes trembled red.

A dark glimmer of light crossed his eyes.

Someone fainted.

Dizzy, dizzy, but his head was impartial against Qingyan's chest.

Qingyan's ears suddenly burst red, and his steps were unsteady.

The senior sister on the side covered her mouth and snickered.

At this time, you still dare to be smart.

Qingyan thought about simply letting go and smashing his ass to blossom.

However, when she stared at his closed eyelids, and saw that the long, dense eyelashes were covered with blood, her heart felt as if a hole had been torn open.

The plain white robe was soaked in blood and turned red, especially dazzling in the snow.

Qingyan tightened his arms, tightly clamped the person in his arms, and deliberately pressed his head against himself, thinking to himself.

Suffocate him!

Suffocate him!

Suffocate him!

It's a well-deserved death if it's just suffocated, hum!

Entering the snow room, Qingyan threw Congfeng on the blanket, checked the wound again, and deliberately pulled his bloody heart, causing him to frown and cry out in pain, before taking the door and the senior sister out.

The door of the house was closed, and the wind opened his eyes, and he took the burden of green smoke as a pillow.

Outside the snow room, Qingyan picked up the dagger and looked at the blood left by the wind.

"Mi'er, what kind of poison is so powerful that it can confuse my mind to such an extent?" Qingyan never figured it out.

Although she is not an indestructible person with an iron will, the soul bell can't affect her in the slightest, so it should be okay.

With her knowledge of various drugs and poisons, there really isn't a match.

"I thought it was slightly drunk, but we were all slightly drunk, only you are abnormal, but I and Congfeng have checked for you, and there is no abnormality, and the pulse is even more powerful."

In order to let her understand the truth, the last four-character senior sister was paused word by word as an emphasis.

Qingyan looked at her, how did she feel that Mi'er looked like she was watching a play.

"Is it hypnosis?" Qingyan denied himself as soon as he thought about it, "Impossible, the hypnotic state of consciousness is in a trance, you must be able to see the abnormality." ”

"Your actions are very neat, not like half-asleep." The senior sister guessed the meaning of her words with a single word.

"Well, hypnosis is a way to wake up, I love peace so much, even if I am hypnotized, I shouldn't cut people, let alone follow the wind."

There are only two of them, and Qingyan doesn't have any scruples when he speaks.

"After all, he's still different to you." Senior Sister smiled.

Qingyan didn't deny it, lowered his head and played with the tassels of the jade cauldron, and suddenly thought of the Demon Cave Travelogue.

She remembered that there was a record in the Demon Cave Travelogue that the person who played entered the Demon Clan with a touch of golden light, and the golden light took him all over the Demon Cave, and also controlled a Demon Woman, which made the woman's temperament change greatly.

"Mi'er, do you think it's possible for the Xuanyue Golden Crow to control people's minds?" Qingyan had to be suspicious.

The Xuanyue Golden Crow will appear in the Cangling Realm, and it may also appear in the Tranquility Realm.

"Not impossible." Senior Sister was thoughtful.

The Xuanyue Golden Crow has no real form, so it is difficult to find traces, and it needs to be attached to things to exert its power, but it has always been arrogant and disdainful of doing this kind of thing.

fell on Qingyan, could it be that Qingyan was the owner it identified?

The senior sister had many questions in her heart, and considering that it involved the Qin Painting Academy and the entire Chengyang Kingdom, the stakes were very high, so she didn't say much.

Qingyan knew that she had something to hide, but when she thought of that thunder, she thought it would be better to ask her less.

"You said that there are no demons and monsters in the Tranquility Realm, so how can we pass the level?" This place should not be stayed for long.

"Someone should clean up for us and leave when the snow stops." Senior Sister said vaguely.

Someone who is it?

Qingyan looked at her, but still didn't dig deeper.

It's okay anyway.

It's just that the snow has been falling for a few days, and there is no sign of stopping at all.

The wounds of the wind have healed, but they are still trapped in the realm of tranquility.

"What are you doing?" Qingyan lit his hand on his belt with a bamboo.

He had just taken off his robe in the last second, and he would not stop until he took off this posture.

Don't you see that Mi'er is still there?

"It's wet."

From the style of bamboo, walked up to her, took her hand and touched his clothes.

Qingyan twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his foot and kicked him.

This kid has been smothered by her once, and he has become more and more rampant.

Move your hands and feet at every turn, there are no rules.