Yan Yun didn't feel anything on the stage just now, but now that she was on the ground, her head was buzzing with pain.

Before she could collapse, she stepped into the healing room.

"Fellow Daoist, are you in a hurry? There are not enough people right now......"

The little disciple of the Divine Medicine Valley who was in charge of guiding heard someone coming in, and he didn't even turn his head back to speak, but before he could finish speaking, Yan Yun's legs were about to fall down.

"It's okay, it's just that I'm going to die......"

Yan Yun held on to the door a little embarrassed and pulled out a sentence.

"Senior brother, come and help."

The little disciple panicked, is this what it looks like? He hurriedly shouted inside.

He put down the work at hand and helped Yan Yun to sit on a chair. "Why are you hurt so much? The person you're fighting against is sure to be a big badass! ”

The little disciple looked at her burns all over her body, and her clothes were burned to tatters, and her eyes gradually became sympathetic.

"It's okay, it's okay, can you give me some medicine first."

Yan Yun was a little unaccustomed to his gaze, but the pain on her body made her not think too much, and she just wanted to stop the pain quickly......

"Big brother—"

The little disciple shouted again, he was a little anxious, because he was still busy giving medicine to another disciple.

The curtain behind the door was lifted, and the senior brother in the mouth of the little disciple walked out of it, his black hair tied up with a hosta, leaving a wisp in front of his eyebrows, with the compassion inherent in the healer's eyes.

As soon as he came over, the strong smell of herbs on his body rushed into Yan Yun's nose, making her sober up a lot.

"Senior brother, I'll leave it to you, I'm still busy!"

When the little disciple saw him coming, he left in a hurry.

"Why is your junior brother like urging life, let me see...... Tut-tut, how is it that little girl of yours. ”

Wanhou Tingshen walked out of the door curtain, he looked at Yan Yun, whose face was pale, and looked at her eyebrows carefully.

Like, not like.

“……”

Gu Siheng didn't speak, bent down, lowered his head and examined the wounds on her body for her.

"Wanhou, Qingyue is leaving, ask if you can go."

Yan Yun was very dizzy, it was not enough for Wanhou Tingshen to come, and Wen Qingyu came outside the door, what a hell.

"Let's go, Gu Siheng, you can't go, Qingyue has been back for so long, and you haven't seen her yet......"

Saying this, he suddenly stopped and glanced at Yan Yun.

"I ......"

Gu Siheng's hand froze, and he didn't know whether to continue for a while.

“……”

Yan Yun was speechless, death stopped, let her go and see!

Wen Qing was dressed in white like snow, and the sword on his waist added a bit of sass, he couldn't see it, so he naturally didn't know Yan Yun's performance today.

But listening to the exclamation in his ears, he could probably guess a few points.

"Go, her wounds cannot be delayed."

Gu Siheng refused, checked the injuries on her body, and took out a bunch of bottles and cans from the medicine box on the side.

She breathed a sigh of relief, she finally met someone, who would not be like a demon as soon as she heard Song Qingyue......

"Okay."

Wanhou Tingshen also knew his temperament, so he followed Wen Qingyu and left.

The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine, accompanied by the wails of many disciples, and some young people couldn't bear the pain, and began to cry.

"Eat this, it doesn't hurt that much."

He opened a bottle of pills and handed her a pill.

After she took the pill, she immediately felt that her body was not so painful, and she was worthy of being a disciple of the Divine Medicine Valley!

Gu Siheng moved quickly, opened each jar, scooped out the corresponding amount, and stirred them together quickly.

"I'll prepare this medicine for you, just go back and apply it three times."

"Three times in the morning, noon and evening."

He added, then took the bottle and left, no longer lingering.

She put away her medicine, rested for a while, and left.

Yan Yun sighed as she walked, the Immortal Cultivation Realm is the Immortal Cultivation Realm, she was beaten so badly just now, she came back to life after taking a pill.

There are two matches tomorrow, the qualifier and the final.

When leaving Fengyuntai, Jiang Qinghe ran over.

There was a bloody mark on his face, thinking that he was injured in the duel just now, and seeing that she was already standing in the teleportation array, he hurriedly said, "Senior sister, congratulations."

"Senior brother, thank you."

As soon as she finished speaking, she was teleported down by the teleportation array, leaving Jiang Qinghe a little stunned to stay where she was.

He was stunned just now, if it weren't for the familiar face that really appeared on the projection stone, he wouldn't have believed it.

At that moment, he also had the same idea as the senior brother.

But after thinking about it, Jiang Qinghe felt ashamed again, no matter what the junior sister is, she is still the junior sister!

Yan Yun returned to the waterfront residence, and the house was quiet.

She sat on the edge of the bed, took out the medicine and gently applied it to the injured area, this medicine is quite magical, it is quickly absorbed when it is applied.

Spring lay quietly at her feet, as if he felt that she was hurt, and hummed a little.

"What's wrong with you? See I'm hurting and sad?"

Yan Yun poked its furry head, a little funny.

"Wang!"

Eager to prove his spring, he quickly snorted and expressed his sadness.

She smiled and rubbed its head with her fingertips.

Yan Yun simply cleaned himself up and went to the library pavilion.

Today's weather is not good, it is gloomy and as if it is going to rain.

The library was even darker under the shade of the trees, and when she entered, the lights were already lit inside.

"Please be quiet when entering the library, and do not take books out of the library without permission."

The uncle in charge was flipping through a book, and he reminded him without raising his head.

She came to the first floor and followed the instructions to find the "History of the Changle Sect", just in case, she also found the "Changle Sect Area Plan".

Then I went to the fourth floor.

On the fourth floor, you can borrow charms and formations.

"Host, don't you still have to learn this, we haven't finished our mission yet......"

The voice of dissatisfaction sounded, and the host became more and more involved.

Yan Yun was silent, carefully looking through the table of contents of each book, trying to find what she needed.

After she flipped through almost ninety-nine books, she finally found the book she needed! It's so touching.

She looked at the points she needed and picked several copies.

The uncle in charge looked at the books she borrowed, although it was a little strange, but he didn't care about her.

These disciples like to borrow things that they don't understand.

She returned to Linshui Residence, sat in front of the window, and first flipped through the "History of the Changle Sect".

Yan Yun wanted to find out where the points of the sect's mountain protection array were.

It's not a private place, because it's usually a heavily guarded place......

No one will run to death.

Jiang Qinghe's words reminded her that even if she was Yan Yun herself, they would try their best to force her to admit that she was not.

Moreover, now that she has won two games in a row, she is standing on the cusp.

Since she wants to play, then she will play with them.

Who loses and who wins, it's unknown.

Yan Yun had a lot of thoughts, and she wanted to eavesdrop on her voice after seeing so much money......

(End of chapter)