122 Bleeding profusely, and his life was in danger
It seems that she is really suspicious.
Huan Qing's eyes swept the inner hall, and she didn't stay long before coming out.
In the outer hall, Ji Qingyu had already closed her eyes again to cultivate.
The colorful aura around her body wrapped her, and a circle of spirit stones was placed beside her.
Huan Qing stared at Ji Qingyu's face for a while, and there was a faint flash of familiar burning in her eyes, and she couldn't help but think that if she really took this face for herself......
The woman's gaze was exposed, making Ji Qingyu like a thorn in her back.
She knew that her face was being targeted by Huanqing again, and she didn't know what means the other party would use to achieve her goal in the future.
She can't stay in the Hehuan Sect for too long.
"Sister Qingyu, I'll go." Huan Qing smiled as she withdrew her gaze.
didn't get a look from Ji Qingyu, she wasn't annoyed, but when she left, the door closed louder, indicating that she was not in good spirits.
Laugh at.
Ji Qingyu tugged at the corner of her lips, and after making sure that the other party really left, she hurriedly got down and ran to the inner hall and pulled Gu Rong out from under the bed.
Just when Huanqing knocked on the door, she urgently pasted an invisibility charm on the little junior brother.
The invisibility charm can be used at most twice a day, but fortunately, the little junior brother still has this chance.
Ji Qingyu hugged Gu Rong to the bed again, and after some tossing, the whip wounds on his body kept bleeding again.
It seems that the good hemostatic medicine she used did not have a significant effect.
Ji Qingyu did not hesitate to cover Gu Rong with a layer of hemostatic powder, and the blood from the whip wound stopped, only to start seeping out again after a quarter of an hour.
Wrong.
Ji Qingyu's expression was solemn, seeing that the little junior brother's breath was getting weaker and weaker, her lips were as pale as paper, and even if she was fed the Blood Returning Pill, she couldn't resist the blood that kept flowing out.
The room smelled of blood, and the bed was stained red.
Obviously, as time went by, the wounds on Gu Rong's body would only flow out more and more blood, which was not the case when she first rescued him.
Ji Qingyu's palm was close to the young man's heart, and the healing wood spiritual power was wrapped around the tip of his heart, and then spread to the seven meridians and eight veins.
Such an approach did have some effect, but it was a drop in the bucket.
I have long known that the whipping of the Hehuan Sect is terrifying and vicious, but I didn't expect it to be such a terrifying law.
Ji Qingyu tried to seek the elixir in the apprenticeship ceremony given to her by Wan Qi Linfeng, but unfortunately she had already found out the useful ones.
Gu Rong's forehead gradually became covered with thin sweat, and he began to turn sideways, curling himself up in a ball, his body trembling slightly.
"Senior brother, Gu Rong."
Ji Qingyu shouted at him worriedly.
Gu Rong was naturally inaudible, and even curled up tighter and tighter.
"Gu Rong! Wake up! ”
Ji Qingyu patted his face with one hand.
The woman's slender white fingertips were stained with blood from the wound on his cheek, and no matter how much she wiped it, she couldn't wipe it all.
It can't go on like this!
Ji Qingyu got on the bed, helped Gu Rong sit up, she put her palms on his chest, and began to give him a steady stream of vitality.
Gu Rong lowered his head, and the bean-sized beads of blood fell on the couch one by one, and also dyed Ji Qingyu's clothes red.
The vitality she conveyed was completely absorbed by Gu Rong, and the other party's breath finally became a little stronger.
Ji Qingyu smiled bitterly, ate two Huiling Pills, and continued to give Gu Rong vitality.
At this time, Qingzhuo heard in her sea, "Master, it's not a way for you to go on like this, his current body is like a bottomless pit, which will only continue to devour your vitality!" ”
(End of chapter)